Drunk hippy gamehead me

Oh man, I am on too late again b4 bed. I did a bit of this earlier I.E the typing of my thoughts for Kera, but here they are + of my experiences but I did not have much time. I am sorry I can not stay online long again.

Kera

I am glad that you are finding yourself in bands . It is a LOT of fun. I am also glad that you are on water and plenty of it .

As for musical tallent though... do NOT compair yourself to anyone else. We all have different tastes and tallents . What DOES count, is that when you practice you have fun with friends and grow together as a 'Core' to develope a style, and when on stage... Play your HEART out through your violin as well as having fun . As that is what counts .

People, at the end of a gig notice a TRUE pure artist at work, they FEEL it .

Skarlit... Find your true inner artistic tallents . If you relax enough, you WILL find what you want in life . The light will fill your spirit and your 'Termed' Void. We ALL have lessons to learn and experience, as that is part of life. But sometimes, ( + this is not original ), ' We have to stop and let karma calm down b4 we can move forward'. But if one finds the right path... one will rock ;-)

 

ya occasionally we stumble into rightness, and things align and fit and were on... we can just keep trying to do right through it all and then when it does work together again, well be even more on. im sorda hopin my true artistic talents+passionate+true paths in life find me, im sure it will though. it kinda has to, doesnt it?>

 

scarlit, what you wrote earlier was beautiful...really cool. aye, now im off to let god be shingin through my eyesss

 

Well, you are good with beautiful words scarlit, and Keramptha, you are good with the violin . Maybe take up the flute, keyboard / harpsichord or drums scarlit and you 2 could start a good core of a band . Maybe base it on a new type of Rock / classical / goth type or something .

But Yup, no matter what happens, ones tallents do reveil themselves when the time is right.

 

By the way, I have a guitarist for you's 2 too http://www.hipgallery.com/photopost2/showphoto.php?photo=58843

 

shooting blanks,
watching my energy slip away,
the wind came by and i could have rode,
but my energy was not high, and now theres nothing to flow,
so i run around fighting the jet stream,
like a sea gull fighting and not flowing, with the mystic wind currents,
a weather of an entirely different kind, with no black or white but infinite answers to infinite questions, your spirit needs caring mindful attention and people rarely say life is simple,
but watching my fight with open eyes, running around scattered and searching and coming up empty handed, embracing the fight and the gloom has a prize, and much to my delight, today were stronger, blessed, and ready to catch flight on the wind with everything we have, and learn just a little bit more about this ride, before lightning strikes and harsh hard winds blow with anger against human ignorance and greed, and suddenly weve ignored lessons and were living lies, draw life force from the well of your past where its been with you too many times to abuse and take for granted, put your self image on self destruct, sow and grow some intelligence, experience the moment and love and a bountiful harvest should follow

 

That has hit quite deep, I like it . But yet even now some more months on, I'm still lost and have that mirrorball spinning in my head . I can't seem to pull my thoughts together.

 

hi its been awhile....

get of the spin....step back and find yourself
then and only then will the new path be followed...

allow change for only you can bring this together
your thoguhts your heart.
allow the changes around you ,they can not be halted
its all reaction and action....

but you can be alive,and seek what is needed
look deep inside ,what are you needing,what do
you want in this life,the one you will remember only..
take the chance to let life flow...

the world is here,so are you ..and living....

be whole rob..
lovenpeace from saff
take care and dont be afraid of change,no one
is you....but you...

 

Very good, saf! Let me try a poem or two...

An elegant lady indeed, Susan sat board stiff
her back could be used as an ironing board.
Her pale blue eyes were half shut, listening to this idiot
drone on and on and on about peace and love.
None of this mattered to that debuntante.

Her virgin white dress fluttered in the wind and
she was careful to be discreet about it.
She tried to hide her pert body within the confines of
the virgin outfit that seemed to go on and on forever.
Her corn silk blonde hair was carefully tucked beneath
her large white Victorian style, ribbon tied hat.

Her rouge was the perfect shade of red to
accentuate her pale white skin as she hardly saw the sun
out in the open, wild outdoors. Not lady
like enough for this woman, she thought,
even though she sat outside, listening to a sermon
about loving one another like each other.

Finally, one remark slapped her in the face.
"All things will come to an end. That is a fact of life.
We all get sick, age, and then meet death."
Then she realized that all the primping,
all the ettiquite in the world would not change
the fact that she would lose everything that
she had worked for as a debutante.

Freed from her own self-made chains,
she ripped her hat off and let her blonde hair flow.
She danced freely, instead of that old boxy crap
her mother made her learn.
Finally, a genuinely happy smile from Suzie.

Peace and love

 

your rescue it outside your window, turn off the manmade distractions that keep your soul dead, go outside and find what the sweet mother earth has to offer instead

 

I did try change saffy, and also, I have tried being with nature. All opened me, but I closed again into a depression and back to alcohol. I can't explain here. But, I sort of am in like.. I dunno.. Am I letting myself be in a waiting period, or am I .. have I just surrendered? ? I don't know what is happening..

But hippy hugs to you all x

P.s I liked your poem hippie chick

 

+ here i still am :s

 

sStil lw8ing for rescue :s. As are we all.