I want

I want to escape to Paris again

I want to get up and sing loud

I want to jump off a cliff and into a warm pool of water

I want to run thought the streets of Italy

I want to indulge myself in Greece

I want to inspire others with laughter

I want to end everyday with a kiss

I want to feel love from my head to my toes

I want more than just ok

I want to invigorate my spirits in Bali

I want to meditate with the world at my feet

I want to rise high and forget my past

I want to let go of any regrets and resentments

I want to be free

No more rules, no more hesitations, no more "I can't"

These walls are not going to surround me anymore!!!!!

I'm back

My spark is back

It's been ignited

My soul jumps and jolts

The waves crash on the shore

And my mind is filled with beauty once again

I can finally stop hiding

I can show myself to art now

Breathing is somehow different

The air filling my lungs is full of hope and promise

Creativity is rushing back in

Asking for forgivenss and regret

Well this is to say sorry;

Sorry for loosing myself

Sorry for giving in to mass conciousness

Never again will I do that

This time I'm here to stay

The universe has a funny way of working its magic

Pain can sometimes be the greatest treasure of all

Sometimes it's the answer to everything

My answer is freedom and love!

writer's block

mind block

pow

rewind

did it stop?

No..

Keep going

Bam.. maybe now?
No!
I got some mad writers block

its weird man, like a shock

My brain usually does this

This is like a painful piss

i Can't get ideas out my head

just like farm sits in his shed

fucking going nowhere all day long

hittin on court, that's just wrong

fuk it, im going out to blaze a joint

after i'm stoned, ill get to the point.

At Work

Having a slow day at work. Realizing I don't write enough on here.
I really need to remind myself everyday I have an important task at hand here: I need to share my life with the world. If I don't, then what's the point?
You all need to know what I do, how I think, and my story of success as I climb up the ladder!
I hope to share my passion and my loyalty to peace and unity.
We need to come together to survive the next age...

One Week

If I had one week to live I would get in touch with the artist within me.

The one that strives and battles to come but is shut down by society.

That person would need to live free and come out. She would have to practice to get to where she once was. Her brain, like a jewel would shine when inspiration was present.

Being able to explain the beautiful observations of the world is a gift. A truly unexplainable, unforgettable gift. Only a free spirit can go to limbo and continue creating there for centuries to come. If our minds are what rule our own personal universe, then its only rational I would need to get that creative Irina back to the way she once was when poetry and art was just verbal play and it happed all day everyday. I need to go back to the feeling on writing up on the arc in PARIS. That was too good to be true. I wish I could wake up on that arc every dam morning of my life.

My art was tres magnificent! I miss the world caring about beauty and peace.

Peace.Love.Unity.Respect :D

Searching for that Feeling

I listen to what you say

I hear it and it freaks me out

I am her... I am your dream

And you are chasing a ghost

Someone who is different

You are afraid, scared and hurt

It turns you inside out

You feel the impossible

But with me things are simple

Simple in a way that ceases

Turns into darkness
Turns into blacked out memories

you know, though

You'll always know

That I am her I am chosen

The lights, the eyes, the pretty young things...

Fuck baby, I hope you see the truth

Descending into a pool of light

I am waiting for you

Slide down of good sun and

Come ENJOY the good life

The wind in your hair

The wild nights and freedom calls

The feeling of having conquered

One day...

one minute...

one second...

That emptiness will find its balance.

Miss Me

I just wanna be me again
Mind, body, soul and brain
I used to be a super fly bitch
I used to know I was rich
Now im sittin empty hearted
Cause that side of me parted
Fuck if I know why or how
This is just pathetic, wow
I need to get back to before
Instead of lying on the floor
And contemplating what it was
In the end who cares.., pause
Take a deep breath and let it go
It was important for your growth
Fuck all the reasons for why
Shit happens and makes you cry
Now is time to wipe the slate clean
Work like a crackhead on caffeine
Get the money that I need
For a body hard to exceed
For strength and dominance
For love and prominence
I have to be able to do this
Or I’ll end it with death’s kiss