Popsicle Cannibal, I'm never gonna grow up.....

whoever said that it's good to be alive.... sneaky sneaky, bouncing down dark hallways, waiting to be discovered... everyone clap your hands to the beat, the beat in your head, the beat in your heart. my thoughts are like bubbles, soap bubbles that rise higher and higher before they burst in the wind like chicken grease on a stove top. music makes me strangely nostalgic, i remember things i would rather not....love is all you need, doesn't anyone tell you this? and panda's don't wear purple bathrobes, ice cream has no bones and you can't drive a canoe down the freeway....it's all very obvious if you just know what you're looking for. and who you travel with.

C'mon skinny love...

Sometimes it takes me a while to see that I slip down a hill just the same as everyone I see around me. what I mean is, I was having a conversation about how new age people kind of creep me out, in that some of them grasp on to healing Chrystal's and herbs like it'll suddenly cure their whole lives, like suddenly everything will be alright because they have their necklaces and powders. And it only occurs to me at this exact moment that I opened my mouth and said the things that people do when they're pointing fingers because they are scared of the very thing they talk about. I said that those people need to realize that it's not just about having stones and incense, if you want things to change in your life for real, you have to believe in it, you have to get off your ass and change your life so it moves in a more positive direction, you can't just clutch a stone and hope that it gets you were you want to go. That's just lazy. How true. Too bad that I'm cowering in my tower, my fortress, hoping that it'll turn out just exactly that way. At twenty-six I'm just now not wanting to be invisible, I want to do things, I want people to notice that I'm in the room.....I still don't want to speak up but I want to be noticed. It's a nice little corner I've painted myself into. Hand to mouth, I've left nothing extra to show me how I can be less invisible, to show me how to show myself. And now I stay invisible. such a vicious circle, till I blast into the sky like some kind of superhero, out of the darkness and into the light. I will not be invisible forever.