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The night has come and the tree's are quiet.

She walks everyday with the look in her eyes, and only silence is spoken. Shallow talks, and disappointment surely follows.



I must close my eyes... I have to close my eyes. Not to see her smile, her walking through the forest. I must turn my eyes to another direction. My flesh screams for her touch but my mind says she is not worthy.



Another day of confusion, another day of silence. My mind is tired my flesh is wanting, but can't have.



I must finish walking this path for another day...

There are only a few times that I can recall of coming to a total clear thought before my mind is over run with thoughts that just leads on to other things.



I have watched and studied social communication, and the adverse effects of it. For the majority of it has been a positive impact. Some how some where I lost myself.



With the way my dreams have been for a while I decided to study them. For some reason everything has come to a moment of reckoning.



In todays sociaty it has always been the male would chase the female. For some reason the signs have changed.



I guess I have come to the point of understanding something about myself. Because of a new understanding. I don't have to do all the work.







It is time for those I found worthy to step up or step aside.

The thunder has passed. With tree's swinging in the wind everything has come to silence. The rain tricles down the branches only to come to it's death when it reaches the ground.



The tree's are talking, whispering, watching. The darkness has come in and made itself well known. I find comfort in the shadows. It is there where my energy regenerates.



To find ones path. To understand what is missing. Only to understand walking in the light has only blinded oneself.



The candle is lit and the words have been spoken. Time will only tell......

Once again I have come to a point in my life to where I ask myself. Where did I make the wrong turn?



Everything is going good, but I don't like the way things are going. I find myself short on words to be spoken, and many thoughts locked away.



It feels like I need to be shedding skin to ease the pain. The pain of normality. As for now I'll stay in my dark forest at the fire and meditate.



I. V.