Great song. But I OBJECT!

AmazZZZing song. I disagree completely with the message it's sending.

This song captures her emotion in a way that makes the way she's feeling clearly transferrable, at least I feel it when I hear it, like my body hurts a little bit or a little extra weight just got added to my heart... I'm sure we can all bring ourselves back to a past love who has occupied our brain space for a significant period of time, but nobody should waste so much time thinking about someone if it's not reciprocatory.

As human beings we have ourselves to think about here, you know discovering those things that make you you, the things we're on this planet to cultivate in ourselves, don't forget those things, emotions are powerful, but why allow yourself to get tangled and drained in a situation when THERE ARE A MILLION AND ONE fish in the sea....

Synchronicity: was it me or the universe???

SYNCHRONICITY

April 24

It's Easter. I’m lying face down on my futon with my arms supporting my head and I feel warm, I’m in a half sleep and my body feels a little lucid like my energy is tapping into something else, like a current is going through it, my eyes are closed. I’m zoning into something and its weird because I feel the advancement of my knowledge, this information I am being given isn’t mechanically assimilating into my brain space, instead I’m feeling it vibrating into my body, similar to how it was on DMT, but in a drastically more subtle manner. My eyes are closed, but I’m not asleep, it’s dark but I see a faint milky grey outline of a geometrical box that extends back into the dark blur of whatever lies behind eyelids,

I’m lying here and I start to feel it extending outward deeper into the black and for some reason I get the feeling that this thing I’m seeing is supposed to symbolize my world. I smile warmly in this half sleep, I want to stay here forever, but something calls me up. 

AT THIS POINT THE SYNCHRONICITUS EVENTS begin to unfold...

It's crazy to see someone get defensive where they think they're protecting themselves but all they're doing is blocking out love by acting indifferent.... And the crazy thing is it's so fucking familiar... Haha connecting other peolples dots is a trip..

continuation of a never ending compilation.2008

Portia Leigh

2008

archiving old writings

Caution killed Desire and a Faded Glow

2008

If you ask her if she understands

you'll find she speaks loudest

with the touch of her hand

she gives what she needs

so they never demand

trading true feelings

for what everyone can stand

leaving the diary tragedies

to drown on the floor of the ocean

it makes for lighter travel

without the weight of devotion

so gone are the sunsets

once painted in pure emotion

while those energetic times told of progress

the aftermath rewound us in slow motion

These days she says I'm always alright

we're all trying to get swept up in obsession
without the burden of connection
but passionate love is a blinding sight
so whats wrong with a little deception

I can still feel if I squeeze pretty tight

so it's okay to just fall in line

step by step with all the other robots

racing by loves' maze of mines 

cause everybody has got somewhere to be

there just isn't the time

to pause, collect and see

that the castles they're building are so far from free

And this place punctures like an adrenaline injection

in this schema everyone has to keep moving

slowly losing direction

speeding by landscapes

with no space for intuitive heart selection

amiable boredom is bought and sold

while rings grab fingers and settle apprehension

they annihilate all question concerning future rejection

leaving true love to rest catatonic and mute

the concept of an elevating connection

becomes too foreign to mention

so when you meet her

she'll accept your version of fine

with words like your insides are as black as mine

and don't worry baby I've seen worse crimes

when you find her she'll go with the flow

bearing caution killed desire and a faded glow

she was born into a swamp of toxic blood lines

and since her 20 year escape from that fatal vine

she's abandoned emotional pursuit

with callous bred insouciance towards attachments that bind

structural stability has demolished cloud nine