An imagination, A design, A Crime, To waste thy time

Isolation is comfortable

Watch it as it drips beneath your fingers

One mind, One soul, One touch

A lotus that can fly

Is which my mind presides

Music, thee music

Wait never mind, music is the reason why

I preside to see such a mind

Re-try

Re-try

Re-try

Re-try

Reset

Miekimagination

As you Am.

-   i think…. i think i cant think anymore. so let me attempt to make up a meaning for this here drawing. (a drawing i made a solid two weeks ago, i think.. maybe its older.) 

- So with a fist on fire and my torso stuck in a triangle, i think about how you seem to be able to spread your so called "branches" just by thinking.. sitting.. sitting and thinking... Thinking and sitting... Hmm, Though it seems all you can conjure up is screaming marshmallows, boxes, legs, and emoticons…. once again.. life.

But ! although i'm stuck within my own torso and thinking body over mind,

(since I've already fallen ears over head for cisum.)

Don't let it affect the view you  have on me... 

scattered thoughts...

like,

would it be, "Effect" or "Affect"? 

....

English Grammar -____-

is that even a thoughtful thought?

*eats flowers*

* regurgitates DNA*

 S C A T T  T T T T T T T T 

TK-47 ..... WHERE ARE YOU?

conjuring up, conjuring up, still sitting, and thinking,  

CONYO.

i don't think anything of my artwork... except for what you think? 

& that brings up the question... ---What'yaa Think ? ;D

i now read anything "COM" and "CORN" O_O

Sho Nuff

Hiptoss, Hiptoss, Hiptoss, and or Hiptoss
Close to fonder but lose those who flounder
Attract an attractive but love those who are attracted
If you lose your mind, to save your life
Keep your mind to surive this life
Red dot, oh my red dot
Control this morbid portal
Morbid portal, to whom love founder
Thy soul can for tell things needed to foretell
But forget my soul as THIS MORBID PORTAL
CONTROLS THE SAKE OF MY MORBID.....
Sighs, Sighs, Sighs, then Sighs
Can you love my soul that sighs
As my hand slivers your thighs
No blood, more of love
My bittersweet emotions kisses your lips
As thee positivity in your mind,
Pursuits my mind to reach thy happiness
Hugs, Hugs, Hugs, then Hugs
Kisses your lips, moves thy hips, sighs one last time, hugs just so you can see................



I love,

Do The Astral Plane

...Stuck in the most modern time, with an old classic.

I am the LP in Astral Plane.

Friends say I should stop focusing on music.

Use your intelligence to understand......Music is everyones life.

So if I end up homeless doing for what I love so be it.

(So Be, I sprinkle like the life water)

Sharing another 40's character is very....very epic

Walking Downtown

These flashing lights....

The ad mist of the East.... Listening to the west.

Closed off as if there is only silence.

Tone deaf, or is it Selective Deafness.

Waiting for the horrible news... Since the news is ALWAYS bad news.

Ask Francis Nash, but were in the 40's era does that jog your memory?

The scent of Manhattan roams all over my nose... Leaving it blue.

Smurf, way to much blue.

Oh there ain't no love in the heart of the city.

Deeply..................................................................

Or is it a sense of being literal...

Literally.

This Perfect Life.

The Goonies.

Awesomeness. Concentrated into a delicious 80's flavored syrup.
 I bet it tastes like leather... And car fresheners.. And whatever billy joel smells like.


What if Mikey, Data, Chunky, Mouth & Brandon lived in the 40's or 50's ?
it's just a thought. 

• Would Mouth be as Mouthy?
• Would Chunky still truffle shuffle?
• Would Data.. would he even be part of the crew?
• Would Mikey make less mistakes with his vocabulary?

 I'm pretty sure their 'adventure', wouldn't be the same adventure... Thinking about society.. Peoples thought processes.. Forms of Transportation.. almost everything in general... Life.
 I Love how life changes oh so drastically. I Feel EVERYTHING Happened between the 40's and 80's. The world ate itself, spit itself out, and had an immense number of illegitimate children with our minds. Conspiracies O_O. if that made sense... and it did. somehow... bare with me. 


i just...I've Been Urging to just sit and watch 'The Goonies' with people Who can think past the past and read in between the betweenness without going to far in depth. Just an urge.

The Goonies = The Hero's Quest..

i shall begin my English Honors project now.

Blind sighting

Before you THINK you have noticed everything remember that you havn't . There's much more to learn and see . Trust me , just when i thought i saw everything and analyzed everything i was proved wrong . You don't want to regret these things that you learn either . They can be harsh or amazing . But , you shouldn't always count on yourself to know what you see . Don't judge ... Judging is probably the worst thing you can do in a situation like this . It makes it seem like you THINK that you have noticed everything . But you havn't .. Keep it on your mind . Blind sighting

Eleventh hour

Two lives .. currently living in the second . The first life brought much lessons into thoughts .. Almost completely sure of knowing about what the feeling was it changed and left me behind .. Changing others futures i did so from these lessons . Great or simple , it still effects your future .. My purpose is to help you . From what i have learned from the past excruciating moments . Un-forgetable moments and moments of clear hate , or clear love . A lesson has happened no matter what . That was the first life and now i have met others that they too are on their second life . C.R. keep your head up . We know too much to go down the wrong way . Be prepared my brother , or at least cautious . A.T. my father , always there in the first life and still here in the second . IOU my life for everything you gave me . Even if it was just the littlest of hope it still helped . I'm set on this world to help , the reason why i was born . As days go by i learn more therefore , help more . Hey it's the eleventh hour . Everything is clear now and i know what my mind is set for . I see you now , caring for me R.B . The smallest things show me what i mean to you . And what you mean to me . Hey , it's the eleventh hour ..

Tu Vuo' Fa' L' Americano.

a song thats supposedly about people who wish and act like they're Americans. Pshh i don't get it.. quindi io non riesco a comprendere le parole che becco.

.................. i just remembered... "O_O"

View

Allow to call me king, but I play as a broke cop

Destination Segregation..

My wishes for help is useless...

Saliva of the 7th seal..

I get brainwashed with you...

Proud of all the things I can say that I don't got..

Mathimatically Disproven...

I bully the next quote's..

Manipulate the waves...

What about human contact?..

Crack Another Smile...

When I crack another code..

I'm a kicker like finkel an eihnhorn...

I straight go Ace Ventura..

Her name is Ella

What is she to me?... A daughter... More information needed? Shes a gift from above -nods.

Everyone in the room

"Just get happy, buddum buddum bum booooYAAAAAAHHHHH"