The emotional intuition of rare souls

     All I want is the story right? Tell me everything, not because I asked but because you know the only way to truly process is to have all the cards laid out on the table. This is extremely important to do for the people in your life that read your secrets on your face, if any body forgives its them. They tend to see life in a bigger picture and are in touch with the truth behind the mask, it's because they wear one daily but are experts. The benefits of friends who see your insides and emotions are too good to let go. They always forgive but only ask you tell them everything they already figured out, they love you on a deep level.   It's a rare gift so if you are lucky enough to have a friend like that give them all you got cause they are the only ones capable of seeing you as you are and loving you for it :)

A broken record for a reason

    Passion. Love. True feelings I know so well deep down inside, I believe I was born with it.  I am after all, (my own creation) a Paladin with a Lions Heart.   However motivation and keeping my passion in check as not to drown others is a skill I work on almost daily, I wouldn't trade it for the world. So if you find yourself repeatedly going on about a topic remember passion like all things is beautiful, but like all things only in moderation, the impact will be grander any how with some tact. Keep that in mind the next time your with some body and passion hits you like a mac truck, take a deep breath and share but also take a slight step back and let others show you theirs :)  

Mother's Day Appreciation

     Mom's comes in many different forms, they struggle and sacrifice for a love that is so deep.  There are good days and bad days, fun days that remind her why she loves being a mom and some days that remind you a trip to Disneyland might be nice. Either way there is one day a year they ought to feel loved and special, I hope they all have felt at least a moment of appreciation today at the very least men you gave it your best shot. I myself am grateful for moms from all over the world, including my own and the other moms in my life, you might not know it but us men really need you and love you, but you didn't hear that from me ;)

A Paladin's charge to abusive men

I am a Paladin
Born with the heart of a lion
My power comes from their tears
Their screams of pain and hurt
My blade yearns for your flesh
Shield in hand
All you can do is run

You
How dare you attack her
What right has God bestowed upon thee
None

I am karmas answer
You will become my victim

I have seen how you treat her
Women are human
No different from man
Yet you play with her head
Her emotions beneath you

Meet your judgment man!

On the outside you look strong
Standing next to your friends who are fools
I stand before you
Ready to punish you on behalf of all women
How many men will it take defend thy self?
Ten? Twenty? Does not matter

The wrath of my anger is far greater

You are nieve
You are empty
You fight for your pride
Your silly version of manliness!

I fight for her!
For every woman wronged by any man

The dead and beaten
The sorrowful and depressed
Those black and blue
Every single woman you've laid with

Their fury will rip apart your flesh
I am their vessel
You are their target

Stand before me and face your fate
You have two choices scum
Leave her and run like a coward
Or stand and lose your life to justice
What say you?

Welcome to our night together :)

     So here we are, sitting alone with Jerry Seinfeld, getting lost in the many seen re-runs of nostalgic television as the commercials begin to lose your interest.  It's during these moments I truly comprehend the meaning of loneliness, that and my frustration with spelling.  I recall my many thoughts throughout the day as I occasionally text the woman I find myself wishing I was with at the same time relieved I don't have any current obligations to be present. It's an odd feeling, wanting both company and isolation during the same moment.

    I had thoughts of extreme passion, the spectrum of possibilities shrunk as at the moment in time it was all real. I was the ultimate lover, ready to express my on screen heart to the world. Run away with me, I am that one and you are my answer. Let me show you what life can be, what it will be, what's possible... I still believe it but I'm back at home now, grounded and not going anywhere, tonight at least. Echoes of visions that inspired me, Beach Boys, Adeline, my own dreams of what a partner in life feels like.

     On to other passions I take myself, customize that phone off yours, decide whether you will take up that offer and move on to a better pursuit. Chase after the you that became lost but as you have stolen your time back from the evil that held it (work), you have been rejuvenated with grand schemes of dreams of what once was. I know I shall take up that sword, but when... There are victims to consider, Co-workers we usually call them. Much consideration and no answer can or has been made, left to ponder over the possibilities one more night. A game plan first, a must and a want.

     So now I'm ready, after that..  So easy..  Writing one's thoughts out which seem so large as to occupy the mind and leave no room for thought. Yet none of which I write is true nor false, incomplete yes, fact and fiction...  Does not matter, the night is fixed and the goal achieved, survive the attack from the zombies that haunt you, bludgeon them to death by separating the head from the spine. When the fallout happens, which it may still, will I be ready?

Am I tripping or is there no indent button on mobile keyboards?