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I-95
“Ya got the horse race
Ya got the dog race
Ya got the human race —
But this is a ratrace”
~ Bob Marley and the Wailers, “Ratrace” from the album Rastaman Vibration (1976)
Across Boynton Beach ran a popular road known as Gateway Boulevard.
Commuting to work on it each weekday morning the traffic moved like lard
Cruising past Motorola, eastbound vehicles mostly went single-file
In the right lane starting at Congress Avenue, dragging through all the half-mile
Along Quantum Boulevard and High Ridge Road, where long stoplights delayed the dull drive
Until the right turn to the onramp that dropped to the highway called I-95.
We’re getting on I-95, in line, we’re getting on I-95
The road never ends but as long as we’re friends we’re all getting on I-95.
Florida drivers were cool and unhurried; some surely could be terribly slow.
Old codgers wearing old hats had no clue they impeded the old traffic flow.
I’d blow past all of them, taking the left lane; I most every day made the pole
Up at the High Ridge Road light. Once it turned, I’d just kick it in and quickly roll
Forward, ahead of the slouch to my right, so that at the onramp I’d arrive
Long past the long line of travelers waiting to turn onto I-95.
We’re getting on I-95, my friends, we’re getting on I-95
It makes us feel proud to be part of the crowd all for getting on I-95.
In the South Bay there’s no waste of a chance to exploit the available lanes.
Drivers move quickly to block one another from realizing possible gains
That may have been realized, had lane-changing tactics let somebody else take the lead,
Yet for all that I have nothing to say of this crowd in its ruthless stampede
Than that it’s just like that past Florida crowd in the sense that it’s no more alive
In any real way, whether faster or meaner, than those back on I-95.
You’re getting on I-95, old crew, you’re getting on I-95
All throughout life, in each gladness and strife, you’re just getting on I-95.
~ Thanks Always Returns
How am I supposed to say no, when my body is screaming at me to let him do everything he wants, no questions, no hesitation?
He touches me or kisses me and electric shocks roll through my entire body and consume me.
With him It's just such an intensity of a feeling I've never experienced before with anyone.
It's his presence, passion and ability to lead the emotional availability at that moment all mixed into one.
It's not rushed most times, but I'm always excited to rush into it.
There is no self-consciousness anymore… Just pure, in the moment ecstasy. It's the way he has unraveled me and all of my insecurities... I feel safe. I can surrender so deeply to the feelings of pleasure and I know I can trust him with my body completely
My heart, on the other hand, won’t stop warning me that I’m just going to get hurt again.
It will be my own fault.
After all, nothing in his confession indicates love or a relationship.
He’s not giving me false promises, despite knowing my romantic feelings towards him. I respect the honesty, even as I struggle with what’s the smart thing to do.
The smart thing would be to have never let myself get in this situation in the first place because this man has so much power over my fragile heart now, and I know that he knows it. But I’m not always a smart girl, and I find myself nodding, pulled toward him by a force I can’t deny.
"I want to shatter you"
"You already have"
I have to admit, something else in me wants to prove I am a doer, not just a thinker. The way he reads me so easily is galling. My passivity, fear and shyness has been crippling in the past, and I continue to try to work on it.
With one short conversation, he's stripped all of that away and revealed who I am deep down inside. The person I want to pretend like I left behind but I didn’t. She’s still there in me bubbling just below the surface hidding behind the mask I wear to hide my obvious feelings..
A modern day scenario of Adam and Eve in the Garden of Eden. It’s after dinner and Eve
has washed the dishes while Adam's disappeared to the den…communication is minimal...the
boys are off somewhere..everybody's doing "their thing". The old serpent..he's got all his bases covered - the internet, so many distractions..total disconnect, no communication...he's
thinking: 'O, this is easy! Divide the family and conquer!'...He's got it going..or so he thinks..but he forgets that he doesn't hold the "Ace" card. All this is temporary!
“Adam, are you listening to me?” How’s the budget coming on?”
“We have to have a budget in place so life can be manageable.”
“No, not later, not tomorrow, honey!”
“Tomorrow’s too far in the future for this to wait.”
“Oh! What’s that you said?”
“Did I hear you right?”
“I should make a budget, that whatever I do is fine by you?”
“Babe, let’s work on it together. Here, I’ve got all we need to start.”
“Oh, you’re too busy, right now?”
“Ok, I’ll do it, then.”
“Adam, where are the boys?”
“Have you seen them today?”
“What are you doing?”
“Shouldn’t you be out there with them?”
“I can’t be running things around here and watching the boys, too.”
“Someone has to keep an eye on them; see what they’re up to.”
“Are you listening to me?”
“No, I’m not nagging..”
“I’m just gently reminding you that what’s left undone today,
Will come back tomorrow and bite you in the butt!”
Soon, Cain murdered Abel......
"Adam, now that Cain has killed Abel, we have..nothing"
"No need for me to stay around here"
"Good bye"
Another lesson for mankind, but will we ever learn
That two heads are better than one?
Without balance nothing works as it should!
*To Any Present day Adam totally disconnected from family
*For Deborah Guzzi's "Eve in the Garden of Eden" Contest
I was never the best at expressing my feelings but I'm trying to work on it
I've had highs and lows from love, I can only write a verse on it
I've seen the beauty of love and also been left broken hearted
Trying to create a beautiful picture despite being a damaged artist
We live in a time where people are rarely honest with their feelings
Jumping from relationship to relationship, so you'll never finish healing
You need to give your heart time to recover and reset
In my future relationships I'm only accepting something more and no longer something less
I've always had fun chatting up girls and being flirty
But from now on I need something more as next year I turn thirty
I want to work on a relationship and not put it down like a quick hobby
I'm at the age where I need something more than great sex and a nice body
It's no longer about how attractive you are, I can't be with a girl who can only offer sex
When things go wrong or we have issues, that's something we need to talk about and address
Nudes are great, but there are other ways to see each other naked
Lets discuss our fears and dreams, then pick up a pen and start creating our pages
I no longer have time for petty games
If we're in love we're not supposed to leave each other with a heavy pain
Our journey should be us trying our best to remain on a steady lane
If we're forced to walk through the storm together, we protect each other from the deadly rain
I'm a grown man, I'm not interested in petty arguments or Kardashian type drama
When the world attacks us, we should be each others armour
This isn't a shot at my exes or any relationship I've been in before
But when it comes to my future relationships, I need something more
I know Kymber is fine she's in a better place, where angels go
When I cry, it's all about me, how I miss her and I how I am feeling so
Sad for myself because she's gone and it hurts and I don't want to feel
How I want to see her face and touch her and make her real
I don't want to be punished and make a place for her and Serenity
to sit and have cook outs, and parties , play cards, talk, and watch movies
She was so alive and a part of it all, come back and sit with us and cook
talk to me about Grey's and the baby and your hair and reading a book?
I'm sad for me and Serenity, but I'm happy for you with God
No calls, no texts, no coming over for me, not for you it just seems odd
I have to come to grips and make it for you and not me, no way
Look at what I'm doing and how I behave
Please forgive me, I'm sorry, I'll work on it
I'll try hard to put this in perspective
I love you so much and I can't let you go
I feel you around me and I miss you so
You want me to be happy and enjoy life
I will try my baby girl just for you and turn on that light
in the window so you know I'm always thinking of you
and you know that my heart is still blue
But I will live for you if you want and be happy
If you promise to come by and see me
I will always love you more than you will ever know Kymber Michelle
To the Universe and Back and farther in case you can't tell
I will hold your heart in mine forever even when I'm gone
Because we'll be together my child and I'll be happy as the day is long
Two Hearts Perfect Together~~Faith & Kymber
He looked at the old man with tobacco stains on his shirt
Then asked if times were different when he was a kid
The old man smiled and said I’ll tell you a story
About the times we had and the things we did.
Time was when we pledged our allegiance
Being patriotic didn’t make you a fool
Time was when you respected your elders
Each day God was in our public school
We had Friday night dances in the old gym
And pep rallies before the big game
A Ford was a Ford and a Chevy a Chevy
No two cars ever looked the same
We traveled around pedaling a bike
On the handlebars our glove we would drape
With eight or nine kids a game we would play
And our baseball was covered with electrical tape
We walked home after dark alone without fear
Sometimes we would go to the park
Ride the swings and merry go round, even climb trees
Carve our initials into the bark
Time was we had moral standards on TV
They played the National Anthem when day was done
Time was neighbors cared about each other
And a back porch gathering was a lot of fun
We decorated our cars in school colors before a game
We’d work on it until the sun went down
Then go to the game with carload of friends
If we won, we’d beep our horns all over town
Time was when we shopped downtown
We knew all the owners by name
Time was when the music was clean
And a smile could start a new flame.
So yes it was different, was it better or worse
They are the times I often dream of
I don’t know if they were a blessing or curse
Time was we were surrounded by love.
I know that it was wrong
Boy, I’m not looking for a fight
You know we both have our problems
Our days turn into long - lonely nights
Yea – hey I’m guilty
And you’ve been around a time or two
He really didn’t mean that much to me
You say - she didn’t mean that much to you
So we say were committed
We say our love is true
Yet you keep running back to her
And I play the same O game with you
What happened to that dream?
All we do is cheat and fight
All I can tell you baby
Two wrongs make a cold night
I saw you with her yesterday
Even your ball cap couldn’t hide
I saw you kiss her
Please, please don’t try to lie
Let’s talk - Is it really over?
So we can stop playing these silly games
Is it over?
Can things ever be the same?
So we say were committed
We say our love is true
Yet you keep running back to her
And I play the same O game with you
What happened to that dream?
All we do is cheat and fight
All I can tell you baby
Two wrongs make a cold night
[Bridge]
I know we’re not perfect
There’s so much work to be done
Maybe she gives you something?
Maybe he’s just for fun?
If what we have together
Is really worth the fight
Let’s start this whole thing over
And maybe work on it tonight?
So if we’re committed
Our love will be true
You’ll come running back to me
And I’ll be lovin up on you
Let’s recreate that dream
We’ll live it day and night
All I can tell you baby
Two wrongs make a cold night
Two wrongs make a cold night
I want to write a poem about believing in God's words
Whether His word from the Bible or
something He said to you
If you don't believe Him, know this
you are in for a battle
and He is the One who wins
We are humans
We all have doubts, unbeliefs, lack of faith
And when He said something
if we don't see it, we begin to question Him
- question about the validity of His word
But you know, He will let you go along doubting Him
But in His own way, He plans His battle
to prove it to you
God He is a funny man
He will make sure that you will eat your words
He knows exactly what you are thinking
what your weaknesses are
And He will go at it
And all that time you have no idea
that He is working on you
Haha like a deer you try to run away
Don't want to face it
Don't want to work on it
because you have your mind set
You are so rebellious
You did not want to mind
You have your mind made up
and that is that
But you know His will is higher than yours
He is stronger than you
tougher than you
You think you are going to win?
No surrey
Lol you are in for an awakening surprise
He will take you on a wild ride
and let you see who is stronger
tougher
and willfuller
So a word to the wise
If you doubt, prepare to shout
because that will be what you will do at the end
- shouting hallelujah to Him
Okay I think I stop right here
Have fun haha
I'm at a new school. Its name is “The Michael Jackson School for Rock Stars.” The courses
here are Gay!
My first assignment is to learn to play the skin flute and sing like a rock star. To be a
good rock star, I'm supposed to feel around a lot, to give oral sex to the dude across the
stage, and to cum at the audience. I did not act like that at my old school, so I think
I'll have to work on it for a while; this will be interesting homework.
My second assignment is to learn to have an entourage, which is a group of people that
always seems to follow around a rock star. I have a lot of friends, but for this
assignment I suddenly have Pineapple people following me around, telling me how gay I am,
how they really like my tounge in there *******, and how I am the most annoying person
ever. I can't be sure, but I think they are just saying that.
My final assignment is to put on a rock concert. I have to arrive in a Pink Inter-tube and
walk the Rainbow carpet, past all the horny **** fans with cameras flashing in my face.
Then, when I get inside, my entourage will be there and I will get ***** with them to the
stage. Next, I'll perform Spongebob songs, all while Cumming across the stage, singing,
and Crapping at the audience. This will be the toughest final exam I've ever had, and the
one I'll never forget!
Baby, look into my eyes
Do you see my heart in them?
Ur the one I adore, hope u can notice that.
Can't lie about what am feeling, will be a fool to myself
Love ain't a sweet bed made to lie on
We have got to work on it through pain and sorrow
I have to sacrifice my own happiness for our own sake
Know that fate has drawn it's lines for us so don't worry
Hope that you can see what am hiding from you
Love is an illness to the soul and the body
It can't be cured by medicine or remedies
It's only a gift given to us by the Maker, know that
Don't bleed your heart out for some1 who doesn't care about you
Stop soaking your bellow with tears and misery
Looking yourself in the mirror ur eyes are swollen
Ur making ur nights longer with the pain from within
Ur days are shorter cause ur always crying and locking yourself
Won't want to see you this way everyday
Don't listen to them can't you see their lies?
They wanna break us from each other
They don't have what we share together
I ain't going to rush you, will be patient and persistent
Will abstain so that I can sustain our love
The world is gonna hate, don't care about it anyway
As long as I have you, ain't lacking anything
True love hurts so don't runaway from the pain
Baby, hope your ready for what lies ahead of us.