I seldomly think if I looked like the Zeus statue sitting in imperial chair. All men and woman desiring me giving one godhead there for being a god is loved by all?
warming hands in crouch like hands under pits. loved by all..,... though if Ayawas is child men but missing zeus body one must be lesser grade only bestowing supreme head... Though still loved by all if one has both he must be a god. for a god is worshipped
Some have only ayawas with out zues beauty therefore, guardian
A god but lesser grade?. Both lives are lived godly though zuesless has to sink to thines abyss more more often. Where so highest is pampered. For he is worshipped.
Look there he is
I could look at him all day
Nov 1, 2015
Nov 1, 2015 at 10:08 PM UTC
What a fascinating man, Petting himself, sniffing an odd object.
It seems I'm looking at him and He's looking through me.
Delicate rewarded with care.
I must wait, waiting is becoming easier.
Nestled in thine abyss.
Oct 21, 2015
Oct 21, 2015 at 8:13 PM UTC
Ive learned staying connected to my constant vibrating eel.
Lets go my mind.
I feel it most when completely still holding my breath.
Become more aware of this the more practiced.
Oct 9, 2015
Oct 9, 2015 at 2:23 PM UTC
Presley sat, completely still, till fancied a sip
grabbing goblet bruskly, swallowing carefully, grunting harmoniously.
Slamming the crystle down on the bar,
loose letting his arms.
With an empty mind, listening to Juke Box.
across the room two men that worked at the diner Presley wished to serve for walked in.
One was a husky beefy leather daddy.
Presley made a a pass at him a bit back.
He made his bar demands handing the barman money.
Presley thought " oh man what a man" to thinking... " relax.... get loss and let fall symmetry...
attraction has its paths with everyone.
Presley stayed slouched remembering.
If one you fancy doesn't look your way often he doesn't fancy you.
Sep 29, 2015
Sep 29, 2015 at 11:48 PM UTC
if you like to go.
climb on top the steed
Will be cantering afar
to a place restart
find a spot sit like a stray
beside the gleaming stream
settle in like monarchs
sitting in thine empirial chairs
Sep 20, 2015
Sep 20, 2015 at 12:04 AM UTC
Walking down the walk way not looking for anything particular.. ....
Sep 20, 2015
Sep 20, 2015 at 12:01 AM UTC
This is my friend Pearly ... He hangs out here next to where i sleep. but he doesn't get much sun, so today ... I took him out .. He was quite delighted .. i told him of it ... but he said "only for a bit and nodded ... then he said I'm Pearly the bear I like my sleep " ... ...
The next day Pearly wasnt in his cozy spot. i didnt think much of it till i saw a deep well with a hook. i walk'd up touched the rope .. pricky fuzzies.. Pearly what have you got going on here ? i pulled him up.. " its ***** down there". .. ...... he said "Hunting .. ... . Here you are" ................ then he handed me a bow .. and said "catch me a thick buck i can dig my teeth in" (His thick arm raised up) ........................... a long pause happened then he said ....... but take its life swiftly. I can't bare the feeling of pain.... then moments later he stopped me ... actually bring me a bed of flower peddles i must return to my lifes work ..
The following morning i came in whistling with a basket of luscious velvet smelling flowers ... finding Pearly sprawled out breathing amost natural way .. quite pleasant listening to breathing man connected to his creature self .. .........Pearly hello pearly good morn ....... .. greetings ....... then he said " I'll have nothing ..... .... then i said no bakey eggies? .. he didnt move . how about a short trip look around? .... . .. no reaction............... how bout a warm bath? .. .... nothing. ..... just him there staring at nothing ........... i could sit there and watch him stare at nothing for hours .. ... i sighed oh well i catch you later .. ..
Jun 18, 2015
Jun 18, 2015 at 5:36 PM UTC
Aimless walking rocky shores ...
Luminous stoops, picks up pretty rock.
"This marvel marble has found his crown angel chariot prince".
honey sweet
ripest purple beet
gleaming silver sword raised to the Sun."
All hair perfect cantering horse
Jun 12, 2015
Jun 12, 2015 at 12:57 AM UTC
In the Morning
The poet's mind has rest'd
The horse's gallup is pranciest
The miser's greed is mildest
How curious I be-stood holy morn holy morn.
Jun 12, 2015
Jun 12, 2015 at 12:49 AM UTC
socially most important, people feeling un-inhibited around you?
Jun 12, 2015
Jun 12, 2015 at 12:46 AM UTC