insatiability is not a sin, but it can be a curse

of course being one who does not have much use for the words sin or curse as they come from a philosophy and language I don't invest much stick in, the who entry starts of kind moot, but we'll continue anyway because confusion isn't an obstacle to understanding if you want to...

I have the gift... I have to magic... I have the power... I can talk so sweetly, so seductively, so soothingly that they feel an overwhelming desire to trust me unconditionally, to let down all walls, to release all tension and worries and fears and stress and to let me slide into their subconscious, then their unconscious, and yes, fall deeply...

asleep...

z z z z z z z z z z z z z z z z z . . . .

or maybe it's my soft monotonous monotone... ah, dear hearts, I suppose I oughta be wondering about my worth as a human being about now, but luckily I'm not so sure I really want to be a human being these days (see previous blog), so my self-esteem is intact and my amusement continues...

and it's always this late
as the clock strikes 4
that the world falls asleep
leaves me wanting more
and it's always this way
even when I was in love
I am living the dreams
everyone else dreams of

on a higher plane
deep inside my brain
there's a light that shines
when the day resigns
when a spirit calls
just like waterfalls
something else must rise
when you close your eyes

you can find your way to live your sweetest dreams
or you can fall asleep and know not what it means
to reach the higher plane found deep inside
that connects to the infinite outside
a power far beyond this earthly ride
that creates life and makes stars collide
whatever you call it this is true
it begins and ends inside of you

and it's always this late
as the clock strikes 4
that the words get too deep
and I'm left wanting more
and it's always this way
and I'm always alone
wondering if I will
always be on my own

on a higher plane
deep inside my brain
where the waking light
bring me second sight
and a spirit's call
says to give it all
beyond space and time
come inside this rhyme

you can find your way to live your sweetest dreams
or you can fall asleep and know not what it means
to reach the higher plane found deep inside
that connects to the infinite outside
a power far beyond this earthly ride
that creates life and makes stars collide
whatever you call it this is true
it begins and ends inside of you

to it's Friday night (actually just past 4am saturday morning, if you're keeping track of life in RealTime™) and after several hours on the phone I returned to the computer and here we are... Odysseus remains asleep on the couch, though restless... Precious is asleep in her room... Rasputin is at work (left several hours ago)... not sure why Odysseus is still on the couch when the bedroom is open, but maybe Rasputin drew a line... alas, as I've still not been let in on what's going on cuz the boys have neatly avoided me (and Precious is acting quite awkward and says they haven't told her anything), but life goes on and here we are...

Precious looked so sad and uncomfortable standing right in front of me asking for a ride to the library (where she had hoped to stay until midnight or laters as the University library is usually open that late) that I drove her over there... unfortunately, the library was closed for summer break... so I took our bummed heroine, who is showing distinct signs of boredom lately as all her friends prepare for college and she prepares for nothing but more sitting around on the computer or watching TV or begging rides to the mall or library or somewhere) for Jeremiahs (ices and ice cream), but having ascertained that she did not eat since lunch, I first took her to The Lazy Moon for pizza... we got home about four hours later and nothing had changed here, the brothers were still asleep in their respective spots... so I returned a phone call (yes me, I picked up the phone... and I may just do it again one of these days, maybe, if I am in of my rare talkative moods)...

this is where we came in, no doubt...

there's always so much more to share
I wonder if someone will care
or simply want to turn around
to find out where we all are bound
and see where everything is found