Prayers and wishes, are what get you through, healing souls, long or short talks, laughs, distractions, interactions, with new people, that you'll meet, and make you forget, but it slips in, you think, on accident, about something, and you know what it is, and you don't even let it get that far in your mind.

It's like the images are disappearing, the memories fading, and you are growing into a new human being that you never thought you'd be. But it's still the same old you. Just doing what you do, consistently. Writing in this blog, and typing poetic things about human beings that hurt feelings, and make things happy and joyous and so very blissful, trist filled, adventures, and late night writes because I couldn't help but stay awake at night, in excite.

Ah yes, the days that I miss, not really, I was so in bliss, now out, realize, that it's so hard to do that, those things, and enjoy so much, when the reality it brings is only suffering. Love lose live again and all that **** over and over, another fallen soldier, or a flower bloomed, planet spinning faster than before, volcanoes ready to explode, and all sorts of feelings inside, that I want to bring into the world, as the me who has been transformed by love.