Wednesday, 7 July 2010


I need location without reason. Time without ticking, Space without distance. A factor in mind and a place to hold the flows of inspiration. That come randomly from the mind to what ever scrap piece of paper close to my person. Musings the mighty flows that weave there way in my direction stuttering to a halt from distraction.

Kept only for the reason that they came and perhaps one day something will come of them. If not then forever they shall be the musings that kept me off my knees. The little insights that flowed when nothing else seemed possible only for someone to come along and pluck that trail from before my very eye's could master.

The trail then did go cold but not before I could hold what was graciously given. From so many little tantalising snippets of words. Kept together perhaps in which some day they to can come alive and spring forth upon my written pages to dance there magic like every other word gone before it and as every word that comes after shall also do.

To burst out for no reason into riddle into rhyme. They come when they are needed when they are sought when answers come but not in ways that's plain to see. When questions are answered in ways that may only add to confusion until such a time that the eyes can see clearly into what was given.

Come then and dive into the pool of musings. Into the hand of gracious inspiration let your magic flow and paint your picture with the words in which you shall soon write..

Where then can you throw wood into the inspiration furnace than to dry the pool and start again..

What a load of dribble ha ha... anyway here's some musings that have come and gone cold to await the fire to spring them to life again......

"When the tears of the world stream down your face...You will at last know your place... When the sun rises in the east... Pray it puts to rest that way word beast... Pray for the earth so she may heal... Pray for yourself so that you may then feel... Feel her pain that she suffers this day..Help her to heal to be on her way...."..... and so the trail there ends ..... for now

"Tears shed not for forgotten memories or those who have parted but for the happy times that was once connected ..... within the haze of emotional flux shines from your heart and brightest star , where the light will always be bright....." cold again lol

" I saw her standing there... With a vacant stare.... Tears welling in her eye.... Then a deep and meaningful sigh... He was gone from that moment... She in such emotional torment...."

There are many more like the last few and so they remain in the folder hoping for one day the light shall shine upon them and make them dance

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