I once knew a Lil' girl who was dirty, as she fell in the mud and stayed. None of the other children came out to help her, or wanted to play. It was a very gloomy day for her, she had just lost her doll, and even her mother and father were sad that they had a daughter at all. They wanted a boy you see, as in their eyes how could a daughter help them when they were old. They needed someone to take care of them, but she was not the one. She did not belong to anyone because she was unique, and did not have to be claimed by others, as a thing, but rather as a person with feelings, beliefs, ideas, imagination and things that all lil girls are made up of......like imaginary places with friends, who were not of human origin but were her imaginary friends made of gold, white, silver, and magical rainbows all around their beings. They loved her and she loved them, but she thought this was normal and nothing was out of place, just another day in this lil girl's life. She was always viewed as different, strange, unique, being the nicer of the lesser evils, but still all the same, she was very different and could not be anything else but different to herself, she was after all a lil 'girl.
This lil girl thought it was normal to love broken things, like a bird with a broken wing, a doll with a missing arm, and dog with a broken tail, must she continue to prevail. She was almost strange but in a very good way, she never hated, but it still is a sad tale because she thought love was a normal thing, not strange for human beings, how could it be? No one told her of this life where goblins, monsters, and evil things existed in a world that did not correlate directly with her imagination or intuition, she was nature's magician. She would look evil dead on, and later remembered a song, the one she played over and over, because her birth was in the month of October. She was a puzzle to her parent's how could she be anything different to them, but a lil girl with dreams, plans, and schemes. In her imagination, she never gave in to any hesitation, in her mind we were all free to be whatever God has lead us to think that we could be. This lil girl is you and I please don't tell me you don't have dreams? She belongs to herself and never thought she needed anyone else, for she was chosen you see, by God directly, for some infamy, for things yet untold, for this world she must be bold; and the further she will go........you can follow her if you like she likes friends, so let's adjourn to the hike, until it is time for all of us to find our common ground, maybe with help this lil girl will find that she is not so alone in this world without site, for if this story runs true, maybe you and I can come to on the path that she holds for us, somewhere when we let go of our earthly lust. I know man is more than just dust, we have and we must.....do the will of God, for we are not of our own creation my friend do you see, we were put here for loving of each other me and you............let's follow this lil girl and see if she can give our lives a lil whirl, she never gets lost too much, I know, for this lil girl is growing in you and I, she sees clearly, as if with the third eye. She is stronger than most can believe, she has magical powers that are really hard to believe, only one saw it first, and now she sees it too, my dear friends, how about you??
Never let this world push you to the side, every trip you must take in your stride, nor fear, pride, or regret can stay in your way, yet, there is purpose in all we do, let's follow this lil girl to see if you and I can agree, we really need each other to create this cause otherwise, it will lose its fighting power, let's give it another hour...........time heals all wounds, only fools hang on.......to pride of life, which becomes the fall.........of all mankind.........such are the tales you see, but let us all take caution in what we seek. Tomorrow is a new day, let's leave this one to the brave. Fall your heart and you will see that sometimes we are all like this lil girl, it is the imagination we all seek, for a glorious world of refuge, love, kindness, trust, and every earthly thing we should not lust, so please put your love and time in this lil girl that we have all found...........the earth is solid ground, we must become one if we are to be found, not wanting for we are all standing on common ground............Love you Lil' girl.......that I have found
Ethics is defined as being a philosophical discipline and it is concerned with moral behavior and how we make decisions concerning our lives, others' lives, and how all of this affects the world. The why of ethics we need law or there would be chaos and anarchy.... abounding everywhere, from here to there, you and me, all of us would be involved you see? Human beings are complex creatures, you, me, they and all of us in this grand wide would, not to be in sync with each other, or the world does not make sense one quarter and a pence, do you see again...... that sound alright to you, my brother and now my sister? A good biblical analogy, a lil history, is that codes are laws usually man made, whereas standards are representational spirituality, thus we are all free~~~if we can be here and not there infiltrating and disturbing what others are doing, stay off of my tree, you were not invited here, as a human being, I have the right to be wrong, right, and just me. I can see clearly as a blind man, I can see you too, you call your world justice, but who is the fool? Wee, you see are what we do, not what we mean to do, but what we actually do, just ask Aristotle, not Plato............If you really want to be free, you can't take on any imitations you see, I am me, you are you, and but therefore we are all free, maybe not in deed or chore, but we can play this song just once more.........I am a puppet when my master balks, you're a slave when you allow yourself to be poked, prodded, and pondered around never really matching your stereo type or the beat or that sound, do you hear that nasty sound, pollution, all around there is not an astounding difference to me, I am either a slave or I am free.........do you have morals, yes you will know, they, you can me measured and they usually show. I lived a while, not nearly an adult, but certainly not a child, my poem is a prank but only mild, my taste is vast, but I do not play the bass, I want to make a difference in my world around, but how can I do it with that funky old sound? My song is for me and you my friend, I don't want the world to end, but it will someday, in my life time or yours, who is to say? I just think justice should be played, not to lie, invoke, or enslave this day, maybe I will get it right from wrong, but I am still hearing that same old love song.......my head knows it well, he put me under his magical, illuminati spell......it backwards and you will see that this will lead you to the web page you don't want to see.......try it I dare you?? Okay, then I shall say NSA........oh by the way, no coincidence there are government is tricky and scary and ooooooohhh the secrets they must have buried. I don't want to continue you on or tarry, I might get caught by my own well thought out plot, or not, who is to say, NSA?? I guess what I want to say is that everything can be gray, white, black or a thin line, but it will all come in due time, who is to say it's not all coming from the NSA?? How do you love evil when you are good, who is to say what good is or evil is when love does not see a fine line, only what God puts forth, as it is all divine.........it will come in time.........go away NSA, stay far away, don't come looking to play, “go away Mr. Gray, yes, this very day!!” it's raining out can't you tell, see those big rain drops can't you feel? Love is a black hole... didn't you know, I can feel it pulling me into it still. There are many forces, like riding horses, the gravity it generates can't be penetrate, which is its state, or fate.......geez it is getting late!! I digress, cause that is when I am at my best, not dressed, feeling in a state of stress over no mess, just usually typical stress.........I digress.....are you in love it can still you away from you and everyone else if it chooses, not much you can do if it does the choosing.....who is the mystery I love so dear, he is unbelievable to me still.........feel the chill in the air, I know I can feel it too, yes he really does care, I can feel his eyes on me........possessive loving man that can't let go, I am his addiction of choice and he chooses, but I am not nothing loosen........here..........I feel his stare he really does love me, and I know he really gives a damn pardon me ma'am, he really does care!! Who is this creature with the 3rd eye staring at me all of the time? He can astral project his plain, not to my open and disgruntled distain, now I just sound totally insane!! How do you kill that chill in the air, I know you can feel it surrounding the air........yes, he's my baby and he really does care........he had me picked or we were fated to meet, I am still not sure but he loves my pretty girl feet. He is scary at times it seems not quite human at all, but he has the most beautiful heart of anyone I have ever met, at all. He is everywhere and nowhere all of the time, I can still hear the call baby, baby, answer the call.............my phone is Android not too fancy, kind of cheap, but I only bought it to give him a peep!! This girl's love is not cheap, and I will not be sold, bartered or traded for cheap, I still have the prettiest lil girl feet!! My poem is crazy and nonsensical it seems, but it makes perfect sense to me!! I hope you enjoyed this read, I wrote it while riding my steed~~~~watch the news stay in tune, by all means, forgive as you choose, which side you want to be on, yes, life is a choice toss the dice, no one lives twice~~~Good nite!!!!
Author Denise Merriman~~~TOL and proud!!! 3/3/15 <3 <3 <3
My tall tale from deep inside of me, it is up to you to decide whether or not you believe it or not. Some of us have imaginary friends, ghosts, and mystical creatures that we invent when we are very young, to keep us company, especially if we are an only child. My story has been on going, and I have been visited many times by many imaginary and mystical creatures, beings, and friends......and not so friendly, as well. My blog is my home, and it is where I go to let my more imaginary side out of me, hehehe! How do you start a complex story of ones life with imaginary things that have happened but not believed, except by those friends who can also say they have experienced the same, we hang on to those friends, we know we can both imagine together all of lifes mysteries, scary things, and unexplained in our time line. However, to make it simple, which is a new concept for me, I will start with the here and the now, while digressing back and forth as I go. I guess I will call this (Storytime 1) and to be continued as I go......its just more interesting if it is public, I think what do you think??
What if I told you that I have an imaginary teacher, who teaches me things at school? Sounds a lil crazy I know, but this would not be a good story if it was not a combination of both tattle and tale, hehehe! I go to college, I am not in the mood to say which one just yet, but it is soon to be revealed as I continue on with my really cool story :)~~ Oh by the way, to the viewer, thanks for listening, it really means a lot!! It's hard to get people to take the time out of their busy schedules just to read about your personal tales. Anyway, here we go.....into the fray......
My imaginary friend works very high up in the Sky higher than most of my friends. I want to say that this friend is a male, as this might turn into a very long tale. I could possibly end up in prison, but more likely jail, ouch!! Okay, well it all started one day with rings, dings, bings, and tings all things on my computer, phone, and my fire kindles too, oh oh, here we go...... He is not supposed to be my friend as this tale could come to an abrupt end, even before it begins......He is a very sexxy, handsome male who goes along with this tale. I know I did something wrong for him to be in my life, as the tale goes, I could be out sailin, but instead just failing......school who knows, he seems to be fair but he is not real he's a figment of my imagination, he does not bow his head for one God under my United Nations, oh yes, I am an American, which gives this tale one heck of a wind for this sail.......getting tired, I am just warmin up, but not sure if I can tell the whole story in a sitting so just bare with me and it will be ongoing and continuing............okay, thanks for hangin in there with me. He is a man of top intelligence, black ops, FBI, CIA, or maybe homeland.....security??? Idk meaning I do not know?? He has more training than anyone you see or do not see because right now he is invisible to me.....don't figure, but I can say we always talk, see the same things, comment on most together, yet he's a ghost to me.......I saw a cute pic of his, but he neither denies nor confirms this you see, CIA can't give it away or the story would already been told.........yes it gets weirder as we go..........
I am not really 100% sure why he is in my life, for just a day, a week, a month or even for life.......He said he's not ever going, gives me goose pimples just knowing.....I am either needy or insecure, but he makes me feel loved most days, as our love is the cure.........not supposed to happen that way, he's a total professional he has discipline, skill, and training so he's not suppose to love me, but how can you stand next to a tree, and not get the shade with the breeze?? I loved him from the beginning did not know who he was as it was just a feelin.....he caught my mind in a net, yes that would be the Internet, as we speakin, just thinking about him gets me tweaking, and I do no do those kinds of drugs, just kisses, bear hugs, and not illegal drugs. I lost a lot of weight you see, he likes his women to look hot, sexy, and thin, now I think the story can begin. We started our love as friends, but now, it has to end, into something more comfortable, like man and wife as the story will grow old, I make him feel young, like a man should feel who is about to receive a son. He thinks my mouth is the biggest part of me, and it is, but I am trying to be sleek and not give in inn. I love him, but tried to hate him to you see, my love story is not ordinary or even extraordinary, just evolutionary in my imaginary, just my friend, but he is a ghost to me most, why?? because he is super cool daddy material to me, and my son kinda knows and has not made a scene......He knows he's cool to me, but a pain in my arce it would seem.....oh yes, he put me and my love to the meanest test, almost lost my dress, never even had a love fest..........maybe someday, when he gets off of his.......fray.......that's for another day......he is my imaginary teacher you see.....seee......seee......I was made for him and him for me.....many have tried to pull us apart, not matter how hard they tried it just made us fling back harder into each others hearts........love will do that......he teaches me the whole class all kinds of things, he's there making sure I am a good student, he wants to be apart of every aspect of my life, as this is one man that takes that four letter word very serious, as I am his "wife" nothing official yet, but chances are looking good if you bet, maybe a princess diamond ring, or something more frugal, as he is not stingyy!! :)~~~
Okay, hey I said enough, I will finish this love, mystery, and imaginary friend thing more another day, stay tuned in, plugged in, and stay with your blog, it is where it all starts and his good luck came here for him, just waiting for me, to show up before he could start our his/herstory!! Writers are gifted that way, you never know which way it will go good or bad, but never give up, its much funner if you keep it up, stay up, but not too late, sleep deprivation is basically staying up too late, yeah, but sleep is the key for your creativity, so keep it up pen held high and keep looking and reading throughout this Blog of Sky~~~keeping it real Paris!! Good nite ya'll!! ~~~D or DD keeping it real, now I will take my last pill, for the night, I am past the witching hour and I am in flight............love ya.....people of the Sky blog.............keep her alive........Loves kisses, hugs, and lots of love to all who worship......in and above our Skies :)~~~
I get quick ideas that come from nowhere, and so many go somewhere, but I thought why not share?? This is how I feel about when we fall in love, not all of us get this, but some of us do..............sometimes it creeps up on you like a good joint full of surprises....creeper weed...and then bling bam bam!! it's there u don't know how it happened it just did, and then u try to shake it off like a dog or cat with too much water after a bath or jumping into a pool, we are kind of like that and its cool... u think shaking will get rid of it and then u discover .....it just makes it stronger the harder you try to shake it off.....it does not leave only stays and grows every day until the pressure gets too intense so u become defensive, deny, lie, try, and it still will not leave u......stays......drives you crazy, makes u weak and vulnerable, makes you say and do stupid things because somehow if you try hard enough you will overcome this emotion that has you pinned up in your own emotions, the seasons pass but it is still emotion, going deep deep like the ocean.........no escape no matter how you try only your love can free you from this enormous storm inside......if they do not want a ride, but not for fun and not a joy ride, you still keep on trying but every day you're just dying inside with no escape, no matter who you lie to, yourself or others you know you're lying and so does everyone else, you can't hide, you can't run, you can't enjoy life anymore, it's not fun, and if you do not tell this person it may be too late, but sometimes by then they feel it too, but some of them or stronger and they can outsmart you, who's the fool?? No winners, just losers, just take a pill, smoke a joint, get drunk every day, maybe someday your heart will heal, but until then, it just feels!!!!! Too much intensity, too much pain, no shine shine only rain, give me a break this is all too insane!! Love is not a quickie, it does not just go away, and sometime it just stays and stays!! What happens when it stays??
If the person you love, loves you back then by then if you're not dead by way of heart attack, then love comes and penetrates your crack that lil place you made when you felt it the day you knew it existed in your heart.....my God that would feel so good to know they cared, this fairy tale was real, now with this new love all's you can do is feel.......do you feel it growing deep inside taking away the storm clouds, the goblins, the dark spirits of yesterday, those ones that took away your happy days!! I like this new ride in my life taking away the pain, strife, and who knows what else that was moving upon on us in our blind spot of life, we seem to have too many dark spirits taking over, never knowing the real spooks until October........a scary but beautiful month to grow older.......when they ask what is your age, I say none of your biz, now it's all a haze. I love myself so why all the pain, even in October I have no shame........do you love me baby or am I just your check you sign every month.......why I play center stage?? I notice your fancy car, house, and fame.......why all the lies, where is my champagne??? When they love you they will not leave, for their investment is with your heart, but mostly their heart....we are selfish creatures you know, we just don't go around people to let it show, but the bottom line is it so real the way this love can make me feel......alive with joy so high into the clouds, why he shouts out loud and pays the crowds!! Love is just a number on a line in a check book, one look, one love is all it took, but now with the new book, I am just a hook, with numbers added does that make someone a crook?? I really hope his book sells well, but what is left of me, no one can tell?? I no love is no lie but am I the only one who bleeds with it inside? I guess I will give this love another try..........if you love someone tell them, for even if they do not feel the same, there is no shame, only pain, but the pain of not knowing is twice as sad, now aren't you glad?? Love is the blame, but it is not the shame when they cash in on your fame!! Peace, love, and not war.....the human race is worth so much more.....Love!!
I can read every webpage you ever write to, but the question still remains, how deep is your love.............?? I am not the one that keeps waiting.....I stayed up, lost sleep, cried, got torn apart, lost confidence, gain it back again, felt hurt and love both deeply sometimes at the same time forgive, forgave, forgiven over and over, when no one in there human right mind would take that from anyone they have never met, how's that for loving until it hurts, believing until you don't know what u believe, and trusting beyond human measure on something u were never sure was really there, and then having 1000s of different men toss themselves at me never knowing if they were u but always looking to find u never giving up, but now I know and u still act like I need to keep doing this for the next 20 yrs when both of us will be too old to appreciate the lil time we both have to share it together....No the question should be sent back to the giver, who is to afraid to show his face on skype when I took many chances always hoping for you, waiting to talk to you, and each time it was with great disappointment and always always someone other than the real you........I know who you are now, so this is all in vain really.....U r too smart for your own good.......being intelligent is a gift from God, but the devil loves to come along and complicate everything and keep us from the person we should be with....yes you know I am not perfect and believe me I have proof that you are not either, so why all of this.....to be continued stuff everytime I step out of line, you run for cover, yet why do I run to you when u have hurt me deeply and on purpose many times, me I hurt in response to something I was not sure about because I have had some bad experiences and think they are happening again.........but instead of understanding this u internalize it and think it is deliberately aimed at u when it is not.........at those times I am not sure about anything anymore....so yes, you may seem like the victim but you are not...........then I realize it is you again.....and feel horrible for not understanding u r trusting u..........so sorry for not being perfect.........but I don't love you because you are perfect, I love you because I will never find anyone else who can move me in so many ways......that only someone who is almost absolutely like me can do..........my other half.......u know me better than just what u have learned u know me in ways that u just know and none of this spying has helped u with, but I know you in ways that I have had not the experience or equipment to know you.......so yes I am just guessing......but I see u in what u do.......I don't get to see u when ur mad, sad, upset, I have to guess based off of your responses where u have the advantage over me an get to see me warts and all an if you do not like what u have seen without my permission then that 's what u get for spying on me without my permission and i don't do anything because I do not want others to know about this so I have literally imprisoned myself to u and at first not happy but later when I knew I loved u then it no longer felt like prison, but now u r teaching me........u know...........and maybe to u ur helping but u have invaded every area of my life without my permission and i am not happy about it even if ur a good teacher because u took it upon yourself to think u knew what was best for me without asking me which is a lack of respect an u think somehow u are better than me because u think u have accomplished more and are smarter and more talented and more influential etc but and this may be true on a human realm, but to God your just a man and you have no more value than I in his eyes, but as a man you think because I am a woman you are some how better but you're not but I am not better than u.........I am happy about your many accomplishments, but that still does not make you superior over me, just you utilized your time better, but I am still happy with my life because.....I had to meditate over and over again, without human interference and God allowed and made provisions for this so if he did not want me to do this he would have stopped me, but he knew I had to heal even if it took many years. I am happy whether you think so or not. I might be considered simple compared to you but I am still happy, and I am me because of everything. I can live with it and I did finish and do well in school, so you see I am happy with what I have done with my life even if it does not live up to your expectations of me as an accomplished person...........not everyone can be the same.......or there would be no superheroes if we are all super heros......But at the end of the day I am very happy and content with life, the only thing I wanted in my life was you, and that is because I could be even happier knowing your not going to be easy to please, knowing that you are demanding and challenging, judgemental, and a hard person at times, but I know you mean well or else I would not want to be with you.........but maybe my easy ways may run off on you and you won't be such a slave driver and perfectionist all of the time expecting flawlessness from all of those around you, guess what the mistakes can sometimes be our very best work because they were not planned for, it just happened and sometimes that is God's way of saying hey, you know what this is better oooopppsss~~~!! and yes God has a great sense of humor.......man on the other hand goes by deadlines, quotas, time frames, and other things that cause pressure and stress and it is going to come out looking the same as God wants it to anyway.......God is the final judge on all things.........and he works mysterious and he loves confounding the wise, so when you think I am not enough for you, how do you know that God does not think you are not enough for me??? There how deep is your love by the bee gees.........for me.....u hide like a scared lil school boy.........ur fear of rejection is beyond me, I decide if you're the one, not you, and if you're too afraid to find out then maybe you should not have wasted all of your time on all of these nice websites, very romantic, but not practical if it does not get you the object of your affections you were trying for, your an Aries your not suppose to be afraid of a woman??? So h has how deep is my love did I miss anything is this not perfect or were you expecting me not too be this honest, I only know honest and many do not like a woman doing it but I am true to myself and I am true to you, I do not want other men, just you...........only you.....only you ever the only one for me........how much more proof do you need??? I love you baby, and only you okay so you need to stop being afraid.........I am not going to hurt you, leave you, nor forsake you, just give me a chance and you will see I want to be with you the rest of our lives.............Period!!!! Nice, sweet, rad, cool, and everything in between..........I am yours if you want me??? Still waiting???