Wow... So sad.

More rambling.

Eyes dimmed and nothing shiny and new anymore... to look through those eyes so sad and empty... unexpecting... unexcited.... caught up in muck and mire.

Remember when it was all new? Remember when there were no judgments cast as stones? The only stones cast were the ones thrown in fun and play at a puddle or a tree... hell even a window if you were me as a boy...  So what the f**k happened to you? How did this become your world? Can you not remember the way it felt to look on at a group playing tag... the excitement of being a part of it? Can you not remember the way the neighbors dog charged out to bark every time you passed their fence? The thrill of being startled... Then the excitement of the noise... Everything then was a possibility.... Everything then was acceptable... New... shiny, broken glass on a hill in the sun..... I ask again... So what the f**k happened to you? You don't know him... he has tattoos... or long hair... or a beat up car.... He must be unacceptable... Oh look at them... they're darker than us they must be way too different to talk to... they don't think like me... they need to go.... their art doesn't look like everyone else's... That can't be right... So what the f**k? Wasn't it so much simpler and fun to just be... to look at everything? To feel the draw... the need to see everything? Wasn't the world a brighter and shinier place then? So why is it so hard for you now? Oh so hard to see... To think... evaluate... appreciate and accept... Well I won't live in your world... Why should I? You don't see me... You can't see me.... With your eyes dimmed and dull... Truth be told you can't really see anything or anyone.... Heaven forbid you know something real.... Such a shame... I just can't help but feel sorry for you... What a lack luster existence... I prefer mine with sparkle and glitter... Shadow and discovery... So step into my shadows... See what I see... Walk about and touch my things...  Sit and just be... I have coffee... and I don't care who comes and goes... just don't try to dim the lighting or change and rearrange too much... It evolves on it's own.... So can you remember it now?

Author's Note

A brief rambling pondering...

Reviews

[Muse]

I thought of two things here...one my parents. They are so religious they can't see past their own noses. They judge...hypocrites that say let God do all the judging. They will never know that I write...if they knew this side of me...I'd be shunned. NO JOKE.

I also thought of new loves. Blinded at first by warm fuzzy feelings...and then it fades...and the numbness sets in. What used to bring a smile...brings only irritation.

I don't know why people change...
I don't know why people go color blind.

[Lucifer Jones]

I was raised Roman Catholic... God and I are fine. It's the rest of His "sheeples" that take issue with me. Oddly this was written after a rather caustic conversation with my mother, grandmother and then fiance, regarding my inhibitions and creative side... Thank you so much for taking the time.

[Muse]

do they support you?

[Lucifer Jones]

No...They do not care to know this side of me. There are others who do though.

[Muse]

they are missing out.

[Lucifer Jones]

As are yours... You are an amazing soul.

[Tennessee]

I think of my brother. He think I am wrong for wearing what I do and listening to the music I do. He thinks HE can do no wrong but if anyone does something he doesn't like than it is just wrong. He is to closed minded to see past himself. Same with my parents, if they don't like something I can't either. I say f**k that, who am I to judge anyone else? Look at me, I can't judge someone because they sin differently then me.

[Lucifer Jones]

Good to see you. How are you doing? You have a great grasp on it... As long as you can use it to a positive advantage and not become bitter... What others believe truly cannot affect us beyond the disappointment and occasional pains that we permit. Thank you Tennessee.

[Tennessee]

Good to see you as well. I'm same as always, how are you? And I agree, it all depends on how we chose to take on this f*****g world.

[Lucifer Jones]

I'm good thank you... And yes. You are correct.