The ongoing journey

since august of 2012 i have been on a journey.  I have searched for the color at the top of light and reached for the sensation coming from warmth when the radiant mind of man kind is stimulated to the extent that can no longer be reached for.
Paris.  A place a physical place with street corners walkways and vendors.  But the place I am in and
will always attempt to live within is not a physical place in reality but a beautiful aroma to the way I
have come to think.  To the girl who walks through the city of love alone I call out to you specifically
and cry the shuttered words.   I am here.   Here to take your creativity and sap grown eyes with tears of
faith to the bottom.  You think that you have experienced the true lust for life but in all actuality you are
looking through the lens of a straw.   Your one bit two thought third person point of view is breaking
the  soul.  You cannot come up to the top until the world has taken you to the bottom.  The lowest low
beneath the dirt.  Into the inner core of our earth.   How do you feel?  I think that it would not be a fun
felt desire; now are you worried about what I think?   Get originality and push through the sediment of
the mantle. reach through the lithospheric crust of the earth and stand.  Now you are back to where the
standards of the world were before they crushed you.  Do not stop, follow the path created by the
creator for the follower to lead his people home.   Take nirvana with bolt and plunge the so called
paradise through my heart.  Make my vessels bleed and shake the cup of worldliness into a bowl of
service.   When you create the want and desire to be original then stop.  Your here, you are in Paris.

Jealous

A Desert

Written by BruceBurkar

God walks silently Across our landscape Of life. Although unseen - He leaves His indelible mark On the parched desert sands Of our hearts. And in so doing - Turns our desert Into a springtime garden Of love I am Jealous of the short memo to life to get the subject across.  "God walks silently across our landscape of life" I love this

Response To My Thoughts

Cast your breath and fog the shade.  Luminosity of the bulb is a print of the thumb on your mind.

responses below:
-uhh cool, what was that though
-Beautiful!
-Hmm?
-Either that was a mass text or a picture.  I think.  but anyways, my phone didn't get that.
-I like that :)
-Who is this?
-like
-my dad is wise
-amen
-you lost me there.
-they don't think it be like it is, but it do.
-Um hi who is this
-4 facebook likes

Dialogue parts 1-12

These people have no relation to people of the real world neither will they have the names of the following.  Jennifer,  Abby, or Mike. 

Summit:  I have been dreaming down the day that I could walk without these sores on my eyes and feel the arms of the trees once more as I climb them and try to see the extent of latitude I can achieve.  When the sky blows with its heavenly bellows breathing beats and frequency into my heart.  I hope for the time that my funnels on the side of my skull can be the intake for a good message to move along.  

Ferdinand:  Summit you once said that to being dreaming is to be in reality with our agency to debate with ourselves and conflict with others.  You can try to go and reach and to the extended arm pulling you up, you will have to say thank you, but when beats stops and the pitch lowers all that you have is an empty recycled bin of ideas from the world.

Summit:  Empty?...  Full?  I think that the latter is the suited choice for my thoughts.

Ferdinand:  Alright but what is a thought?  What is a neuron of power with words that have already been said?

Summit:  My bin is overwhelmed at the brim.  Why is originality such a promise that we try to keep in our hearts.  I am an original person by being a fake.  By being who?  The guy who set the stage of talents to mimic and place the mirror in front of you.  To improve is where we come in with our purity and soul.  

Ferdinand:  Wallowing with expansion to expound on expense.   To improve or to reverse the acceleration of what was, and to see that it follows us until the path ends and then the delta of the ideas and streams can poor into any direction, but only a few will make it to the  mass body of our liquified mind.

Summit:  The most powerful phrase to turn the lights and set the emotion.....................  what if  ?

what if I could have been the one to change how your children thought.  Future generations can be inflicted like a needle pressing into a sore thumb.  a drop of blood has told you that what you are currently experiencing is pain and next time the situation rises you will stay clear of it.  This is a learned ability.  My idea is a learned one and is also one that will be taught.  The idea that was already tried and has now been succeeded because of triumph.

Ferdinand:  ..............................................................Im done in this dream of debating with myself.  The time is strong and time is leaving.  I guess what I am trying to say is....  Go for it.