Tuesday, May 17, 2022

Such... strange responses.

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Trying to stick with new ones.  But... some old ones... and really old ones... have... returned to the haunting, accusations, or... flirtation.  Just... after months of no new music, the same things, day after day, in a very small queue, from the last month... to see so many new and old vids is... strange.  I'll... curate, to some degree.  But, mostly, attempt to just put some up, in some sort of order, but otherwise leave the interpretation to... you.

I'm... not saying I agree, or disagree.  Just... looking.  Seeing.  Showing.

Pretty sure who this might be.  Angry, about some things spoken, recently.  And, yet, more trying to supplicate, if gently accuse?  But, from which... side of the aisle?  I can never quite be sure.  Supporters of one thing, hate from the other side.  I just... grin.  Such is the way of tricksters.  God called me, sure.  But... He knew what He was calling.  He is far less blind than you.  He really... sees everything, and in truth, not how... we might have it.  Amen.

And, another, if from a different angle of the same side.  Oh, I... get it.

And, from the dream of recent.  True... Death isn't... always difficult to eat.

Some... freshness.  But, a woman, in love, is... so... forward.  They love as angels fight... without pause, hesitation, or even need of cause.  But... only when released.  What releases this?  A surety, security in purpose, hunger, but guided by... some... instinct.  A wonderful, terrible, thing.  I have know each path, angel, woman.  On... both sides.  Terrible the wonders.  A joy, too.





A visit from another, as well.  My Saint of the Yellow Rose.  More distant, not meant to disturb, just... a visit, from a distance.  With a cat along, as well.

This was a much less... traumatic visitation, all around.  The kiss from a Blessed, upon my eye lid.  An undeserved grace, but I'll take it.

And, just... some randoms and thoughts, from my side of things.





Such... a mess of notions.  Nerves a bit... undone.  Still, I... see, understand, mostly.  Believe?  Always?  I... can only see, and interpret, same as you.  What I am shown, however, may be... different.  And, of course, how I understand is... obviously different.  Still, I... enjoy the ideas, true or false.  I hope I understand even half of what I see correctly.  One can... hope.  Amen.

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