What do I let seduce my mind? I don't let anything seduce, I'm to wrapped up in trying to keep it under control, a battle i lose regularly.

Often times when I look in the mirror i see someone else staring back. Sometimes someone I can respect, most times some one I despise. Mostly depends on where i am in my cycles.

Difficult -- My parched soul has so missed your words of truth and wisdom. Your bring a spirit of beauty and grace to this place. Hugs & Love

i wrote a poem called "The Girl In The Mirror"
I wrote it when I was twelve.
I think I'll post it so you can read it.
It's the kind of thing I think you would like.
Keep writing, I've missed you.

ReDMooN-...
I wrote a piece called "The Girl in the Mirror"...right here on Thoughts.
Look back...I will look forward to reading yours.
It would be fun to compare the content of our MIRROR's

Tony51203-....try to let your mind be seduced....seduced by embracing the cycles.
Meditation...ever try it?
It is amazing...to sit and force your mind to wander where you lead it?
Be a friend to yourself again.

ColoradoDreamin-..
How do you do it?
Your comments always make me feel "airy"....and glad to be me.

i like this piece..grrrrrrrr..I LOVE YOU!

Stephy...
grrrrr back at you...
I could write utter nonsense...and you would love it.
I tested it...hehe.
That means that you love me in all my ways- of being.
Love you***

I hope this is the begining of you opening back up LftH. I have missed your special brand of poetry. You are a poet, you know.

Mouths bound up....from too much of nothing to say.

Finally.....I no longer care what I reveal with my...."words".

Sunshine and butterflies?

Blue Roses?

Red Roses?

Yellow Roses?

Deep haze of blue....shadows my soul.

Cry?

Laugh?

*both*

This is poetry.

I hope this is the begining of you opening back up LftH. I have missed your special brand of poetry. You are a poet, you know.

Mouths bound up....from too much of nothing to say.

Finally.....I no longer care what I reveal with my...."words".

Sunshine and butterflies?

Blue Roses?

Red Roses?

Yellow Roses?

Deep haze of blue....shadows my soul.

Cry?

Laugh?

*both*

This is poetry.

I wonder why it did it twice? btw I don't know what happened to the IM but I think we should try it again.

Amazing...
I like this piece very much.
What seduces my mind? Good question I need
to ponder.
I try not to look at mirrors.
:)

hahahha! you tested it????...........weird.......................hahahhahah a!
youo can just imagen the look on my face when i am telling you weird...hahahhaha!becuased by that time i get smaked,,hahhahaha!hey wanna use my white wing????
i hvae a crown, i made it says princess,,,?????????

Glad to see you back on top form, missed you, xx

I love you too, xx

grrr..i letf you a comment on my page,,,ts your song!

whers momma bear??gr....

I am right here baby bear.
grr

misselusive-..
I love you three.

Paul, ok, I am a poet, but, I was not trying to be, my feelings just turned into poems.
Hugs.

Smilinirisheyes-...
Thank you, you just said my feelings are amazing.
I like that.
You are a sweetheart.
All Love..

Excellent writing DS...
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you had me
right after your first line
so much truth in this
and thought
plus self reflection
I love it
going to make a copy and pass it along

Evetspordlaw-...
Thank you kindly.

Roe-..
Thank you.
Reflection has such a pull on me...I think the mirror image is an old friend.

I see you! hahahahahahhaa!

Starry-..
You see me?
....and
I thought I was doing such a good job of hiding.

hahahahhahah! i am going on my digues mission wanna join me? hahhha!

The attachments that tie us to the world are born out of an untidy tangle of blaming others for our reactions, being dependent on them, wanting them to behave the way we want them to, etc. When we finally free ourselves of all these and accept with clarity that our reactions, feelings, wants, fantasies and what have you are all our projections and others are not responsible for them, and simultaneously that their reactions, etc., are their business and we don’t have to take responsibility for it, we start separating ourselves from others. We begin to cut the Gordian knot that ties us to people.

This is freedom. Enjoy it and savour it. It is very hard won. From now on, you will not be dependent on others; you will not be in their control. And therefore, you can reach out to them in friendliness and love.

hey you, i'm back, missed you, good to see you on form again.
i hope you are ok, i might be wrong but you seem a little grumpy from this post?
i expect i'm wrong.
hugs hon, xx

missmarie-...Grumpy is a nice word for it.
I missed you so much.
Is that your real face in the profile?

swarnmriga-...
I always appreciate what you write to me.
Thank you.
You have an interesting mind.

Starry-...You know I am always in on your missions.
Can I use my finger mustache?

hahhahahha! omg i have a video and we have our mustache,,,hahahhah! i so have to show you!

You are my honeybunch, sugarplum
Pumpy-umpy-umpkin, you are my sweetie Pie
you are my cuppycake, gumdrop
snoogums-boogums, you are the apple of my eye
and i love you so and I want you to know
that ill always be right here
and i love to sing sweet songs to you
because you are so dear!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Lalalalalallalalallalal!!!

Starry--.
I love you.
I love your silly sweet songs.
I cherish them!!
You make me sweet!

hahahahhaha..i love you momma bear! grrrr..hahahhah! what are you doing? quick put you mustach on!! hahahah!

wow what a gift you have with words... so profound..so provoking to creativity....thank you for letting the world enjoy....sheryl

Sheryl-..
What a memorable comment.
Thank you, made me smile.

Starry-...
I am just being me.
I love you.
You just want me to "growl" at you.
k'
Grrrrr!!!

Hey did you see the pan with the bear i sent you? Grrrr,,hahahhahhah!
i saw it and i was like thats so cute! have you listen to the CD?come play a game//

Starry-...
Yes the pen is propped up in a basket, with purple flowers wrapped around it...next to my desk...I can see it from where I sit.
I love it, so carefully carved out.
I have listened to the CD many times...it is in my car..I take you cruising with me.
My favorite is the "Shake Shake" song from Metro Station.
Jordon said you put a bunch of emo songs on it...hehe.
I loved it..I also like #1....I think it is The Killers.
I will be over to check out your game.
I love you.

hahahahahahah...when that song comes out "Shake , Shake " in the car me and my aunt always dance,,i yell to her.."Brisa it our song" shes like witch one we have so many ..hahahhahahhahahha!
#1 i think its the killers move away...i never got when people say "Emo"...weird..

Starry-..
He called me an emo!
hehe
He likes this pretty emo girl, so he wasn't putting you down.
He likes emo.

I think emo means -..emotional, that is what Mr. Smarty pants told me.

"Mouths bound up....from too much of nothing to say."

That line in particular got me.

Absolutely amazing writes. I am very touched by your passion and expression. I look forward to reading more. Hugs, Geneva

"My soul has been full of confusion....lost within itself." I really liked that part. Great post.

Larkin-...
It is so good to see you here.
I like your new profile picture.
Nice face.
I know, isn't it hard to be so filled up with feelings, dying to be expressed, then one opens the mouth to find only chaos, and nothing to say?
Silence sometimes, is necessary.

gkc1968-...
Thank you Geneva.
What a generous comment.
Very nice to make your acquaintance.
Hugs back at you.

anonimo1922-...
We all can relate.
Don't you think?
Confusion of the soul, is actually an indication, that there is some kind of spiritual growth going on inside of us.
One day...we come crawling out of the shadows, and finally see the sun, reflecting the heat, that fuels our world.
Intense heat purifies.
It destroys the dross (waste), left on our souls.