Paint Me If You Must

7/7/2014 8:47:27 PM	Paint Me If You Must
casheyesblond Belmont, NC 52, joined Feb. 2009	Paint me if you must... as just another delusional fool while this trembling ink floods the page in harmonious prose And what one may deem as madness, another deems as an absolute joy. So paint me if you must but with every color of the rainbow extracting purifying heaven's kiss descending as you go And if you must paint me, then paint all of me With melancholic drops that trickle down the pen stenciled in absorbing the grey tones of my heart; this place where inspiration may even sometimes get lost within the bondage and constraints placed on that vital part. So if you feel you must paint me, you must paint 'all' of me --casheyesblond Meet singles at DateHookup.dating, we're 100% free! Join now!
7/8/2014 10:32:36 PM	Paint Me If You Must
dmolark Chicago, IL 64, joined Jun. 2014	nice
7/9/2014 12:04:04 AM	Paint Me If You Must
casheyesblond Belmont, NC 52, joined Feb. 2009	hey back atcha dmolark ------ Cracks in the Rainbow They wrote a prescription to sell me what everyone dreams. But the cards have been stacked in the deck all around me it seems. True melting pot, some Brunswick stew... Yet I have to assimilate, adopt, foster, give up part of me while others paint a stable status quo true Permission to dominate or escape; An unearned privilege predetermined in the womb To acknowledge but option to ignore what it means is the ultimate privilege that one can consume Got my hand reached out to fill in the cracks in the rainbow But for some kats to stay that high they need to keep others down below The camouflage, back door part of the American dream that even the kitten can see. But I'm gonna keep reaching out to make a righteous difference with every part of me. (could somebody please hand me a phone) Operator, please connect me to social distance Every time I try to get through,I'm feelin' resistance Categorize Standardize Institutionalize Conventionalize Normalize Systematize... But if one complains,they are only labeled as rebellious or someone that rants by the ones that are conditioned to oblivion about the existence to this song and dance Running through the matrix: cut-out patterns that are sometimes preconceived So maybe one should shake my family tree before doing an institutional profiling on me The ones that journeyed before me,history calls it "the trail of tears" This forceful control and separation because of someone else trail of fears Some mythology is bound by fear Sometimes even the heroic rugged individualist has been taught not to see in fear that merit and virtue alone may not have gotten them here I'm not here to try and take anything away from the hard work or struggles it takes to fulfill one's dream but only to acknowledge the nameless,unearned privileges that go unseen --casheyesblond
7/10/2014 7:30:13 PM	Paint Me If You Must
joyusall2 Queensland Australia 69, joined Oct. 2011	Quote from casheyesblond: hey back atcha dmolark ------ Cracks in the Rainbow They wrote a prescription to sell me what everyone dreams. But the cards have been stacked in the deck all around me it seems. True melting pot, some Brunswick stew... Yet I have to assimilate, adopt, foster, give up part of me while others paint a stable status quo true Permission to dominate or escape; An unearned privilege predetermined in the womb To acknowledge but option to ignore what it means is the ultimate privilege that one can consume Got my hand reached out to fill in the cracks in the rainbow But for some kats to stay that high they need to keep others down below The camouflage, back door part of the American dream that even the kitten can see. But I'm gonna keep reaching out to make a righteous difference with every part of me. (could somebody please hand me a phone) Operator, please connect me to social distance Every time I try to get through,I'm feelin' resistance Categorize Standardize Institutionalize Conventionalize Normalize Systematize... But if one complains,they are only labeled as rebellious or someone that rants by the ones that are conditioned to oblivion about the existence to this song and dance Running through the matrix: cut-out patterns that are sometimes preconceived So maybe one should shake my family tree before doing an institutional profiling on me The ones that journeyed before me,history calls it "the trail of tears" This forceful control and separation because of someone else trail of fears Some mythology is bound by fear Sometimes even the heroic rugged individualist has been taught not to see in fear that merit and virtue alone may not have gotten them here I'm not here to try and take anything away from the hard work or struggles it takes to fulfill one's dream but only to acknowledge the nameless,unearned privileges that go unseen --casheyesblond This is one of the best writings I have ever read-- all 7 billion people on earth could-should read it--because I think u nailed a very deep crack in our --u-me---they---existence ---casheyesblond thank you---excellent---
7/10/2014 11:29:46 PM	Paint Me If You Must
hearthealing Clovis, CA 67, joined Jun. 2013	Well, I am without a word of most profound or poignant, crystalline or brilliant praise This is so deep and transparent, I can almost see inside your soul. This is just plain the most Beautiful and heart touching write I have read in a long time. Only, Lynn
7/12/2014 9:09:55 PM	Paint Me If You Must
casheyesblond Belmont, NC 52, joined Feb. 2009	Thank you so much joyusall2 and Lynn for your kind words. Please feel free to share your writes,thoughts,words--anything you want to share . Awaken More than an introduction More than just a note The soul was awakened With the words that he had wrote O' goddess of memory-- Mother of all muses, Did you hear my secrets I told the moon ? If indeed, Guide his words back soon So that upon my heart, He may write a tune Words once sealed with promises Now broken, Is the reason my pen runs dry A heart once scattered To the wind, Is the reason my pen will sometimes cry So I dare not-- Ask not For a love that the soul longs to find Just a beautiful tune upon my heart I ask, And then If only for a moment, My soul to take flight O' goddess of memory-- Mother of all muses, Did you hear my secrets I told the moon ? If indeed, Guide his words back soon So that upon my heart, He may write a tune --casheyesblond
7/12/2014 9:26:37 PM	Paint Me If You Must
icecreamsammich Tucker, GA 65, joined May. 2014	So wonderful to read. I can't even begin to understand where in your heart you write that from.
7/13/2014 12:21:01 PM	Paint Me If You Must
hearthealing Clovis, CA 67, joined Jun. 2013	Wondering if you write for the simple reasons that I, and many others here write? Is it therapy, healing past & or old wounds? Is it a love for the written word, or expression that cleanses, purges, releases the inner pain of the soul? Anyway, I think you need to publish this stuff, write a book, unless you already have. You are an extremely gifted writer Only, Lynn
7/19/2014 2:11:28 PM	Paint Me If You Must
casheyesblond Belmont, NC 52, joined Feb. 2009	thank you Joseph and thank you Lynn I have enjoyed your writes as well A warm welcome to ya When a Moment Becomes a Forever And a Day Smile a little smile Dream a little dream Stand on this mountain top Be the wind with me When the night falls, Let the moon whisper it's secrets of the dark, In the dark...awaiting a new dawn Now dance with me.... Dance in the rain Knowing the only shelter you need Is me...holding you in my heart There is this one I know That paints 'love' Using the colors of a rainbow After the rain, Reminding us that the spirit never forgets... To remind us, Nor should we As we go Dancing with our hearts Together Embraced as one And with a rush of yearning, While embracing a single moment only to make it last, Let the world go on without us While we slow down,making a new memory to hold fast So stay and I'll hold you like a lover should Just sit with me awhile You've already touched me from a distance I just want to feel your smile --casheyesblond
7/22/2014 10:25:21 PM	Paint Me If You Must
luxorus Peoria, IL 38, joined Apr. 2014	Wonderful writing...
7/25/2014 6:10:38 PM	Paint Me If You Must
dad3county5 Hialeah, FL 27, joined Jun. 2013	Very nice
7/29/2014 10:40:54 PM	Paint Me If You Must
casheyesblond Belmont, NC 52, joined Feb. 2009	hey dad3county5 and luxorus gonna post another one to keep the thread going Free Falling When the night falls Making it's shadows on the hour window pane, The world passes by in a carnivore of time As I plan our escape It is there that I reach for you On a forgotten mountain top That holds no history Awaiting Timeless For a dream that has no end Awaiting two lovers Floating In an infinite field of nature's whispers Descending like a kiss from heaven As we dance with our hearts Free falling With no memory of fear or obstacles, Only to embrace the art of making a moment stand still --casheyesblond
7/30/2014 6:15:25 AM	Paint Me If You Must
mercedes01 New South Wales Australia 96, joined Jan. 2010	Brilliant pieces Cashey
8/4/2014 11:14:37 AM	Paint Me If You Must
adonijah Redding, CA 44, joined Jul. 2011	Awesomeness Well Written Nice Vision For Thee Mental Keep Them Coming!!!!
8/5/2014 3:59:32 PM	Paint Me If You Must
casheyesblond Belmont, NC 52, joined Feb. 2009	thanks mercedes01 and a shout to you as well adonijah Beyond Sensual Delight That part of me, this invisible entity, now,not so easily hidden.... Is it that transparent? Did I give him a window to that very part of my soul that is so quick to take center stage to my thoughts, passions, desires Indeed, this fleshly desire, needing, wanting to devour him beyond sensual delight, driven by a force that now dictates and occupies my whole body Now my appetite, my thirst is marked by a physical instinct of it's own control,taking my sexual need and hunger out of control All this is outward, so he sees...he knows But I do not think he knows that my own personification of the soul is what also controls him as well But it is too late...we can't turn back..... My mind and body knows what will please him the most and my body aches to give into his every passion, every desire and I am there...to take...what my body needs Arousal then momentary denial, only to pull him in closer, only to make him more eager and ultimately even more aroused I speed up then I slow down, allowing the mind to catch up and absorb so we can make this rush and sensation linger as long as we possibly can Our bodies quiver, trembling not allowing any movement or touch at this moment...instead,allowing this brief, intense sensation to complete itself As we continue,climax follows willingly each time, never to duplicate, but still we find ourselves chasing that first explosion of release Now,we have taken ourselves as far as we can go Our lust and passion can only take us to this moment...lost to this moment... One part of the soul coming unwound And that is what we embraced--just the moment, as I will continue to long for the one that can open the eyes of my heart and has a window to every part of my soul...as I long to take it beyond that moment --casheyesblond
8/5/2014 7:20:43 PM	Paint Me If You Must
visitingfriends Evansville, WI 76, joined Jan. 2011	Stopped by just to say hi, Miss my friend, where has she gone? Haven't even talked for awhile on the phone. She has the voice of a southern belle Don't step on a friend or she will give you hell. A truer friend you will never find, This southern gal is one of a kind.
8/6/2014 2:36:45 PM	Paint Me If You Must
casheyesblond Belmont, NC 52, joined Feb. 2009	^^^^hugz atcha Danny My Park Bench Friend "He's just an old crazy fool with voices in his head. He still talks to his wife....ten years,she's been dead." I sat there as they summed him up from his head down to his toes, from the way he wore his broken smile right down to his worn out clothes. One would think the heavens had just opened wide for a final judgment day as if they sat on a mighty throne deciding which souls to take. (all I know is I had about as much as I could take) So I got up and joined the old man on a park bench and watched my child at play Nothing could have prepared me for what he had to say...... "My Elizabeth said you'd be here. I wouldn't sit alone. This is still one of our favorite places, till I get called home" And right then, His words reminded me, as yesterdays 'I love yous' echoed in my ear, when you have really loved, that voice still rings in loud in clear. * * Was he an angel or what some call an old soul or indeed just an old crazy fool? I nodded with confirmation on his every word so maybe you think I'm crazy too. What I do know is, I wasn't there to predict where he was going and it didn't seem to matter to him where I had been. I welcomed his loving kindness and was humbled in simply knowing someone like him to greet me as his friend. --casheyesblond
8/7/2014 7:41:04 AM	Paint Me If You Must
isna_la_wica Brantford, ON 61, joined Mar. 2012	Paint me if you must... as just another delusional fool while this trembling ink floods the page in harmonious prose And what one may deem as madness, another deems as an absolute joy. So paint me if you must but with every color of the rainbow extracting purifying heaven's kiss descending as you go And if you must paint me, then paint all of me With melancholic drops that trickle down the pen stenciled in absorbing the grey tones of my heart; this place where inspiration may even sometimes get lost within the bondage and constraints placed on that vital part. So if you feel you must paint me, you must paint 'all' of me --casheyesblond Awesome cash, one of your best.
8/9/2014 4:05:58 PM	Paint Me If You Must
hearthealing Clovis, CA 67, joined Jun. 2013	Quote from casheyesblond: ^^^^hugz atcha Danny My Park Bench Friend "He's just an old crazy fool with voices in his head. He still talks to his wife....ten years,she's been dead." I sat there as they summed him up from his head down to his toes, from the way he wore his broken smile right down to his worn out clothes. One would think the heavens had just opened wide for a final judgment day as if they sat on a mighty throne deciding which souls to take. (all I know is I had about as much as I could take) So I got up and joined the old man on a park bench and watched my child at play Nothing could have prepared me for what he had to say...... "My Elizabeth said you'd be here. I wouldn't sit alone. This is still one of our favorite places, till I get called home" And right then, His words reminded me, as yesterdays 'I love yous' echoed in my ear, when you have really loved, that voice still rings in loud in clear. * * Was he an angel or what some call an old soul or indeed just an old crazy fool? I nodded with confirmation on his every word so maybe you think I'm crazy too. What I do know is, I wasn't there to predict where he was going and it didn't seem to matter to him where I had been. I welcomed his loving kindness and was humbled in simply knowing someone like him to greet me as his friend. --casheyesblond Well, I never cease to be amazed at how sweet and poignant your writing is. Just when I thought I had read my favorite from your heart & fingertips, you raised the bar with this one. Only, Lynn
8/23/2014 2:54:23 PM	Paint Me If You Must
casheyesblond Belmont, NC 52, joined Feb. 2009	hey Lynn hey Rich And Here at This Place Foolish pride packed up long ago... No room inside; Left on the doorsteps that others use as a welcome mat as permission to dominate towering above overshadowing all that lies beneath And here at this place, feeling confused and torn by the social winds that only touch down just long enough to toss the extended hand into orbit with unearned immunity and freedom to ignore And here at this place on a nearby nightstand one may find a book of poetry, inspiration, hope, philosophy, morals and ethics-- all beautifully woven together in one And here at this place where the table is fully decorated with adversity through life changes in a world where change is inevitable, balance is a life lesson learned with every storm endured And as the child sits at this fully decorated table embracing the spark of hope through a mother's eyes here at this place is where heroes are found-- heroes,not for the way one died but heroes because of the way one lived And here at this place.... because of the wounds of the one that has gone before us, there is hope in moments of despair and one is healed --casheyesblond
9/8/2014 1:46:26 PM	Paint Me If You Must
casheyesblond Belmont, NC 52, joined Feb. 2009	Then and Only Then Painted with many textures Caressed with a pulse from a distant drum Flowing like a human faucet Many rivers of thoughts Images Turbulence of emotions exploding Flooding the page... No desire to compose To conformity When the trembling ink Begs To ride the unmarked rapids, Piercing the veil That takes one beyond the mainstream currents. Then And only then Anxiety Exhaust to a calming passage of it's own. Then Only then Do I sit awhile Wrapping the fragments of motion around me As I await for the words to be revealed . --casheyesblond
9/23/2014 12:24:49 AM	Paint Me If You Must
triannalee Signal Mountain, TN 59, joined Jun. 2014	Quote from casheyesblond: Paint me if you must... as just another delusional fool while this trembling ink floods the page in harmonious prose And what one may deem as madness, another deems as an absolute joy. So paint me if you must but with every color of the rainbow extracting purifying heaven's kiss descending as you go And if you must paint me, then paint all of me With melancholic drops that trickle down the pen stenciled in absorbing the grey tones of my heart; this place where inspiration may even sometimes get lost within the bondage and constraints placed on that vital part. So if you feel you must paint me, you must paint 'all' of me --casheyesblond I love this write. It is one of the best I've read, thank you for sharing it. We bleed out upon white spaces of a forum or blog trying to define our love. It does seem delusional at times, beyond reasoning. It is both maddening and inspiring. How I live this write, identify with it.
9/25/2014 11:23:20 PM	Paint Me If You Must
casheyesblond Belmont, NC 52, joined Feb. 2009	Quote from triannalee: I love this write. It is one of the best I've read, thank you for sharing it. We bleed out upon white spaces of a forum or blog trying to define our love. It does seem delusional at times, beyond reasoning. It is both maddening and inspiring. How I live this write, identify with it. "We bleed out upon white spaces " wow,that was truly captivating! Hope you feel at home over here and share whatever you would like. This one was written in abstract.In some of my philosophy classes,things like spirit and soul just did not fit in and sometimes I felt as if there was no home for spirit and that sometimes made me sad. Fatherless Orphan In the land of the philosophically untenable, my thoughts to paper have no refuge-- no safe haven-- no home My thoughts, a fatherless orphan they become in a place where the 5-senses instrument is the only instrument I'm allowed to play Thus, the melody of my heart and depth of my soul is silenced by my own pen as it becomes nothing more than an analytical tool to 'script' what I write Indeed, my pen practices it's own "art of ineffability" when in a place the human spirit is shunted and replaced by the language games others invent to accommodate linguistic practices; nothing more than fitting practices for those known for their verbal acuity while riding the fence of intellectual freedom and yes, while simultaneously these ones proclaiming a life of the mind As for myself-- I am the simple, the ordinary that once began this journey with a deep longing to fit in their domain just so that I may listen to the "mind talk" But now I sit on the back row hidden behind my silenced pen, pretending not to notice the sharp lines others use to separate logic from metaphysics----- used to separate the rational from the philosophically untenable I pretend not to notice that in this place I speak of, the analytical and the metaphoric never touch while they secretly try to escape the void only left to return to an artificial womb I pretend not to notice but with eyes that have been "washed", I see --casheyesblond
9/25/2014 11:51:44 PM	Paint Me If You Must
b_y Spartanburg, SC 40, joined Jun. 2011	You surely are a talent! I like it, all of them. I find variations of thoughts that I've pondered in my thought experiments and meditation. It was wonderful to see that others ponder upon similar thoughts. You do so so well with your works. I enjoy it. Thank you for sharing!! [Edited 9/25/2014 11:53:34 PM ]
9/25/2014 11:58:32 PM	Paint Me If You Must
triannalee Signal Mountain, TN 59, joined Jun. 2014	Quote from casheyesblond: Then and Only Then Painted with many textures Caressed with a pulse from a distant drum Flowing like a human faucet Many rivers of thoughts Images Turbulence of emotions exploding Flooding the page... No desire to compose To conformity When the trembling ink Begs To ride the unmarked rapids, Piercing the veil That takes one beyond the mainstream currents. Then And only then Anxiety Exhaust to a calming passage of it's own. Then Only then Do I sit awhile Wrapping the fragments of motion around me As I await for the words to be revealed . --casheyesblond This is how many feel when writing, a release. Nice write Casey
10/12/2014 3:19:42 PM	Paint Me If You Must
casheyesblond Belmont, NC 52, joined Feb. 2009	a shout back out to b_y and triannalee ------ I Will be There My appetite, my passion-- let it be the accepting wind unwinding that part of your soul, moving in you, taking us to the highest peak. And it will there where you shall rest in my arms of reason. It will be there where you shall rest, with an internal sense of knowing that I will stay and help you balance any storm that lies ahead. No,never to leave you tossing and drifting through rough seas for indeed, I will be there embracing all of you. --casheyesbond
10/15/2014 7:51:07 PM	Paint Me If You Must
i12bfree Erie, PA 33, joined Sep. 2012	Should I understand?(paint in context) I feel as if, I should ask Where such passion is born. I know all though, I tend to be wrong My society scares the hell out of me. You write as my life was in your face And are totally there to interpret it. I see As glory leaps from the screen Every one yearns to, and can, be happy. Paint although everyone is watching The world that needs to be seen. Flow as water does through stone To your proper place in time. Miraculously which is not to far from normal stay in this moment of grace.
10/16/2014 4:50:29 PM	Paint Me If You Must
casheyesblond Belmont, NC 52, joined Feb. 2009	truly captivating i12bfree !
10/24/2014 9:31:52 PM	Paint Me If You Must
casheyesblond Belmont, NC 52, joined Feb. 2009	Before I Lose My Mind Underneath that neon glow Can lose your heart Forget your soul But new steps don't come easy Hard to find Why can't your memory Just set me free Got to lose this memory...... before I lose my mind (chorus) Got to lose this memory before I lose my mind Carry it with me everywhere I go, Tucked away deep inside. Just thinking of you I fall in love Just like it was The first time Got to lose this memory.... before I lose my mind So I'm gonna sit right here On this ole' bar stool And I'll sit here All night If I have to Drinking your memory away One shot at a time Each mornin' I wake up I'm still loving you So tonight Toast your memory And when I get through Gonna lose your memory...before I lose my mind (chorus) Got to lose this memory before I lose my mind Carry it with me everywhere I go, Tucked away deep inside. Just thinking of you I fall in love Like it was The first time Got to lose this memory before I lose my mind Now I like his hat But who does he think he is No thanks--don't want to dance I'm just here to reminisce Drinking a memory away One shot at a time Got to lose this memory ...before I lose my mind (chorus) --casheyesblond
11/8/2014 12:27:58 AM	Paint Me If You Must
mindya Bird in Hand, PA 63, joined Jan. 2009	Good stuff - keep it coming
12/28/2014 5:26:30 PM	Paint Me If You Must
casheyesblond Belmont, NC 52, joined Feb. 2009	With the Eyes of His Heart They pulled the curtain closed the door but with the "eyes of his heart" the child could still see and feel so much more Feeling out of place, he finds a small space, and unfolds some treasured memories he keeps tucked safe away But as he endures storm after storm little by little even these few savored memories are tossed scattered lost to yesterday's wind leaving the child confused and torn Convinced the past must be forgotten for it brings back so much pain But even as he begins to make new memories, he finds that in his heart, what still remains left behind-- this lingering stain Sometimes,with a child's imagination he would plan his escape to a happier place Then one day, and only with a child's imagination, he met and talked with God along the way and then his heart smiled once again --casheyesblond
12/28/2014 6:22:21 PM	Paint Me If You Must
msreesi Stout, OH 52, joined Jul. 2014	Quote from casheyesblond: Paint me if you must... as just another delusional fool while this trembling ink floods the page in harmonious prose And what one may deem as madness, another deems as an absolute joy. So paint me if you must but with every color of the rainbow extracting purifying heaven's kiss descending as you go And if you must paint me, then paint all of me With melancholic drops that trickle down the pen stenciled in absorbing the grey tones of my heart; this place where inspiration may even sometimes get lost within the bondage and constraints placed on that vital part. So if you feel you must paint me, you must paint 'all' of me --casheyesblond I love this, Cash. Beautiful. I love all of the poems, but I truly "feel" this one.
12/28/2014 7:00:20 PM	Paint Me If You Must
firstflirt Dallas, TX 50, joined Oct. 2010	Yes very clever and enjoyable writes to read. Thanks for sharing. ETA
12/28/2014 8:56:13 PM	Paint Me If You Must
casheyesblond Belmont, NC 52, joined Feb. 2009	hey back atcha reese and firstflirt
2/7/2015 10:26:06 PM	Paint Me If You Must
casheyesblond Belmont, NC 52, joined Feb. 2009	(Sensation and Reflection)/abstract To 'exist' As nothing more than a mental predicate To 'exist' Beyond--to the deepest portal of the mind; Gates that lock from the inside, Swing open wide: The split disappears And the 'madness' melts While simultaneously, Carving out a place For consciousness and wisdom to become as one. Indeed, To 'exist' At level of consciousness And beyond; A place where enlightenment can be found in 'being.' And while wrapped around these timeless fragments, In a fleeting sensation, The riddle breathes. --casheyesblond
2/8/2015 12:37:55 AM	Paint Me If You Must
luxorus Peoria, IL 38, joined Apr. 2014	wonderful
2/11/2015 7:18:50 PM	Paint Me If You Must
casheyesblond Belmont, NC 52, joined Feb. 2009	Quote from luxorus: wonderful thank you luxorus
2/11/2015 7:40:30 PM	Paint Me If You Must
ndpndnt14u Spartanburg, SC 53, joined Jul. 2013	WoW! Nice writing there Casheyes......Very Nice Indeed.
2/11/2015 7:49:16 PM	Paint Me If You Must
joyusall2 Queensland Australia 69, joined Oct. 2011	Quote from casheyesblond: With the Eyes of His Heart They pulled the curtain closed the door but with the "eyes of his heart" the child could still see and feel so much more Feeling out of place, he finds a small space, and unfolds some treasured memories he keeps tucked safe away But as he endures storm after storm little by little even these few savored memories are tossed scattered lost to yesterday's wind leaving the child confused and torn Convinced the past must be forgotten for it brings back so much pain But even as he begins to make new memories, he finds that in his heart, what still remains left behind-- this lingering stain Sometimes,with a child's imagination he would plan his escape to a happier place Then one day, and only with a child's imagination, he met and talked with God along the way and then his heart smiled once again --casheyesblond This is so beautiful cash great write your poem inspired this The world is so big the child so small and he is told you will lose your fire- -and be cold-- -so do as your told soon you will be old just the child scold until the child broken Love Not spoken he sat in silence alone Did as he was told prayed for death the nightmare to end No fire---just an imaginary friend
2/12/2015 8:50:03 PM	Paint Me If You Must
casheyesblond Belmont, NC 52, joined Feb. 2009	thank you joyusall2 for sharing your write over here...enjoyed it and shout out to you ndpndnt14u ,we're almost neighbors
3/22/2015 4:12:02 PM	Paint Me If You Must
casheyesblond Belmont, NC 52, joined Feb. 2009	Open Passageway(abstract) A distant yet distinct rhythm echoes, penetrating through stimulating all the senses cradling the consciousness of mother wit while the ancient callings open a passageway, piercing the veil to wisdom's attic just like the mystic moon surrendering it's secrets to a resounding new dawn.... And as the words dance across the page by the sound of this distant drum, a caged bird sings out melodies from within as he is reminded that he hasn't forgotten how to fly --casheyesblond
4/21/2015 3:55:55 PM	Paint Me If You Must
mindya Bird in Hand, PA 63, joined Jan. 2009
5/5/2015 12:00:50 PM	Paint Me If You Must
casheyesblond Belmont, NC 52, joined Feb. 2009	To many,I Am But Just a Dreamer This deep embodiment is but a vessel garbed with humility and with only faith as the rudder to guide to ponder through these rough seas suffering beyond the jagged winds loving past the pain and still yet further beyond to the other side of pain... one will find something much greater A place where his wisdom awaits and heaven's melodies restore this vital breath, this vital core And maybe to a secular world, I am but just a dreamer building preparing air castles out of nothing at all But I know of this place touching moving me from a distance And at this place...no more darkness casting it's shadows upon the soul And yes, to many I am still but just a dreamer --casheyesblond
5/10/2015 5:36:28 PM	Paint Me If You Must
hearthealing Clovis, CA 67, joined Jun. 2013	Just stopped by for a quick visit and saw this thread moved to the top. How have you been? Blessings, Lynn
5/13/2015 4:53:27 AM	Paint Me If You Must
ojos_locos Transylvania, LA 32, joined Aug. 2014	Quote from casheyesblond: Paint me if you must... as just another delusional fool while this trembling ink floods the page in harmonious prose And what one may deem as madness, another deems as an absolute joy. So paint me if you must but with every color of the rainbow extracting purifying heaven's kiss descending as you go And if you must paint me, then paint all of me With melancholic drops that trickle down the pen stenciled in absorbing the grey tones of my heart; this place where inspiration may even sometimes get lost within the bondage and constraints placed on that vital part. So if you feel you must paint me, you must paint 'all' of me --casheyesblond [Edited 5/13/2015 4:53:36 AM ]
6/11/2015 1:49:57 PM	Paint Me If You Must
casheyesblond Belmont, NC 52, joined Feb. 2009	Walking Contradiction I have traveled so far..... The journey has been long, and when the finite mind touches, crosses, the infinite at any point, this fork in the road, one knows you can not turn back, for the finite, the past, is now extinct.... No, I can not say I am in the light and choose to walk in the dark; Truth can not live a lie... The light doesn't attack the dark; Good and evil? If absent, can it also be present at the same time,...to the infinite mind? Can one see the contradiction? My soul is mind, intelligent mind... So I can't claim ignorance, give in to folly and not expect separation, duality. Can one see the contradiction? Ah yes, let me serve all my passions on a plate. come and get it. Now don't be late..... Yeah,my sixth sense, this gut feeling, it's telling me you could be the world's greatest lover..... But I'm not ready to co-sign, cos' I'm not looking for a part-time lover. No,if I have to be a walking contradiction, for a momentary gain, then to me,you're just another five minute brother * * * Well here I am at another fork in the road-- The array of light paves the path less traveled, but you have to give up something, so many never choose that road So while you may be thinking, of the many ways I can turn you out under the cover, there is something else you may want to discover... All power...only one,none "beside him," and if you're someone trying to make me choose, and I have to give up something, before I would become a walking contradiction, I'd give up you --casheyesblond
6/12/2015 9:36:05 PM	Paint Me If You Must
jillybodob Naperville, IL 26, joined Jul. 2013	but do you own your own mind cash? Quote from casheyesblond: Walking Contradiction I have traveled so far..... The journey has been long, and when the finite mind touches, crosses, the infinite at any point, this fork in the road, one knows you can not turn back, for the finite, the past, is now extinct.... No, I can not say I am in the light and choose to walk in the dark; Truth can not live a lie... The light doesn't attack the dark; Good and evil? If absent, can it also be present at the same time,...to the infinite mind? Can one see the contradiction? My soul is mind, intelligent mind... So I can't claim ignorance, give in to folly and not expect separation, duality. Can one see the contradiction? Ah yes, let me serve all my passions on a plate. come and get it. Now don't be late..... Yeah,my sixth sense, this gut feeling, it's telling me you could be the world's greatest lover..... But I'm not ready to co-sign, cos' I'm not looking for a part-time lover. No,if I have to be a walking contradiction, for a momentary gain, then to me,you're just another five minute brother * * * Well here I am at another fork in the road-- The array of light paves the path less traveled, but you have to give up something, so many never choose that road So while you may be thinking, of the many ways I can turn you out under the cover, there is something else you may want to discover... All power...only one,none "beside him," and if you're someone trying to make me choose, and I have to give up something, before I would become a walking contradiction, I'd give up you --casheyesblond
6/14/2015 6:41:41 AM	Paint Me If You Must
Mercedes_02 AñatuyaAñatuya Australia 100, joined Dec. 2014	Cashey you're a divine writer
7/17/2015 6:12:52 PM	Paint Me If You Must
casheyesblond Belmont, NC 52, joined Feb. 2009	Quote from jillybodob: but do you own your own mind cash? yes the integrity of your own mind is sacred Quote from Mercedes_02: Cashey you're a divine writer thanks
7/23/2015 1:14:06 PM	Paint Me If You Must
hearthealing Clovis, CA 67, joined Jun. 2013	All of these fake roses to say that I have....no other way, to say;hooray for the heart made of flesh that is strong enough of Character to stand on the Truth of His Love Again I say that you, as all of these other reviews have stated, are an amazing writer Lynn
8/29/2015 2:55:31 PM	Paint Me If You Must
casheyesblond Belmont, NC 52, joined Feb. 2009	hugs at ya Lynn
9/1/2015 9:56:58 PM	Paint Me If You Must
jillybodob Naperville, IL 26, joined Jul. 2013	you can not turn back, for the finite, So fatalistic. Anybody else buying this crap? Quote from casheyesblond: Walking Contradiction I have traveled so far..... The journey has been long, and when the finite mind touches, crosses, the infinite at any point, this fork in the road, one knows you can not turn back, for the finite, the past, is now extinct.... No, I can not say I am in the light and choose to walk in the dark; Truth can not live a lie... The light doesn't attack the dark; Good and evil? If absent, can it also be present at the same time,...to the infinite mind? Can one see the contradiction? My soul is mind, intelligent mind... So I can't claim ignorance, give in to folly and not expect separation, duality. Can one see the contradiction? Ah yes, let me serve all my passions on a plate. come and get it. Now don't be late..... Yeah,my sixth sense, this gut feeling, it's telling me you could be the world's greatest lover..... But I'm not ready to co-sign, cos' I'm not looking for a part-time lover. No,if I have to be a walking contradiction, for a momentary gain, then to me,you're just another five minute brother * * * Well here I am at another fork in the road-- The array of light paves the path less traveled, but you have to give up something, so many never choose that road So while you may be thinking, of the many ways I can turn you out under the cover, there is something else you may want to discover... All power...only one,none "beside him," and if you're someone trying to make me choose, and I have to give up something, before I would become a walking contradiction, I'd give up you --casheyesblond
10/14/2015 11:16:29 PM	Paint Me If You Must
casheyesblond Belmont, NC 52, joined Feb. 2009	a shout out to Mercedes and Lynn -------- Quote from jillybodob: you can not turn back, for the finite, So fatalistic. Anybody else buying this crap? The finite part was in reference to the past. One is powerless to the past because one can not change the past and yes, the past becomes the extinct--finite The word fatalistic,from a philosophical perspective,speaks more upon being faced with "future" event or events which are thought to be predetermined and inevitable and not dealing with the past. So not sure why you would think the word,fatalistic would apply.
10/22/2015 8:36:31 PM	Paint Me If You Must
flyfish77 Conyers, GA 50, joined Jul. 2014	i remember somethin,maybe talkin to you,right now i have no attention span, but i remember your pic,an somethin else,i dont remember what things i remember. ha....my best anything is best on phone or in person allways, unless i get relaxed first...
11/26/2015 5:15:07 PM	Paint Me If You Must
mindya Bird in Hand, PA 63, joined Jan. 2009	burmp
1/2/2016 9:32:06 PM	Paint Me If You Must
casheyesblond Belmont, NC 52, joined Feb. 2009	a quote I'm fond of: "A poet writing against his genius will be like a prophet without his afflatus" --Spence
1/2/2016 9:49:46 PM	Paint Me If You Must
casheyesblond Belmont, NC 52, joined Feb. 2009	I Thought of You Again Today I thought of you again today... All but just a single thought of you cradles these perceptual intuitions that feed upon my soul And my passion, desires-- never-ending..... burns deep inside of me, longing and wanting to be set free by only you. Still, my fleshly desire, my appetite-- only one part of the soul unwinding and could never complete my thirst without intimacy of the minds For now just a temporary place for my thoughts to breathe and should I try to deny what I feel in my mind, to thyself I deceive So I am left to feel truly vulnerable and exposed in this temporary place I wish to never leave And this part of me, now feeling a touch from a distance, placing me safely in your arms And while enveloped in your arms; a place where the world and all it's madness melts away-- there to keep any shadows of darkness at bay To be able to embrace a love like this is to know you. Yes,I thought of you again today. --casheyesblond
1/5/2016 4:16:51 PM	Paint Me If You Must
mindya Bird in Hand, PA 63, joined Jan. 2009	Quote from casheyesblond: a quote I'm fond of: "A poet writing against his genius will be like a prophet without his afflatus" --Spence a flatus???
1/13/2016 4:26:48 PM	Paint Me If You Must
hearthealing Clovis, CA 67, joined Jun. 2013	WOW, sorry I'm reading this so late, Cash...Happy New Year 2016 Blessings, Lynn
1/13/2016 4:30:51 PM	Paint Me If You Must
hearthealing Clovis, CA 67, joined Jun. 2013	Quote from casheyesblond: hugs at ya Lynn I'm sorry that I haven't been here often enough of late to see this way sooner But I do appreciate that I eventually got to see it. Hope your new year is off to a great start Love, Lynn

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