Dreams are made up
Of hearts minds and souls
Always the wants drives the needs
The desires of what one can have and want
Most never gets
But there are the dreams
Day dreams of far away places never seen
Night dreams of a love you for ever know will not have
Still there is the dreams of all time and they are more real than reality
The dreamer but always dream
Wherethe real are the unreal of dreams
Dreams within dreams
The night mares are the worst of dreams
You can never awaken from if do turn pillow
And still dream the same night mare over and over again
The best dreams never comes true
And they are the hardest to keep dreaming
Dreams have meanin
Some are foretold and real
Others are just that the dreams
Have you ever wondered why you dream
Many dreams you cant not remember
To too many others dreams you try your dammed to for get
Wonderful blog, Mary and JT…leaving you with this for now…hope to get around again, but it is going to be a crazy week…already started off like that today! 😆 :love:
When I close my eyes I dream of you.SOME TIMES I JUST DONT KNOW WHAT TO DO.I WANT YOU ,I NEED YOU.I DESIRE YOU.I SEE YOU IN MY DREAMS BUT I CANT SEEM TO FIND YOU.I WONDER IF YOU REALLY EXIST.BUT EACH NIGHT I LAY MY HEAD DOWN,I THINK WHERE EVER YOU MAY BE, I WILL SEARCH FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE FOR YOU.I WILL NEVER STOP THINKING OF YOU ,I WILL NOT STOP DREAMING OF YOU.WHEN I FIND YOU ILL KNOW FOR I HAVE SEEN YOU SO MANY TIMES IN MY DREAMS.I WILL LOOK INTO YOUR BEAUTIFUL EYES.I WILL PULL YOU SO CLOSE TO ME AND ILL NEVER LET YOU GO.I WILL KISS YOUR NECK AND YOUR SOFT BEAUTIFUL LIPS OH SO GENTLEY AS I HAVE ALWAYS DREAMED OF,FOR YOU ARE MY ONE TRUE LOVE FOREVER .I WILL NEVER STOP LOVING YOU, WANTING YOU,DESIRING YOU.I WILL GIVE YOU MY BODY ,MY SOUL,MY LOVE,AND ALL MY PASSION.I WILL GIVE YOU YOUR EVERY HEARTS DESIRE.I WILL BE ALL YOU EVER NEED.FOR YOU ARE MY ONE TRUE LOVE FOREVER.,,,RUSSELL-THE MAN WITHIN- P.S.IM COMING FOR YOU MY SWEET DARLING BE READY I LOVE YOU.
Guiding Lights
And I Ecurb began my journey
in the land of dreams, the
land of forgetfulness, full
of fire, smoke, and illusion.
In this land there were some
wise men … placed there for
the sole purpose of being
guiding lights to the pilgrim
souls on their long journey
from darkness to light.
And I said to the wise men,
“When will I know of His
coming?” And they answered,
“By your tears that even now
like rain, are there, but not
quite ready to quench the
parched desert of your soul.”
And I asked, “From where will
He come?” And they answered,
“He is even now closer to you
than you are to yourself, but
the eyes which can see Him
are still asleep.”
And I asked, When will these
eyes awaken?” And they answered,
“Only He can awaken these eyes
from the deep slumber of time,
and then only when that eternal
seed planted deep in your soul
stirs with restlessness and
yearning to sprout forth like
blossoms of springtime. Then
will He water them from the
eternal spring of His kindness
and love and you will awaken
to a new dawn.”
And I asked, “How shall I
recognize Him?” And they answered,
“When your eyes are awake He
shall dawn upon your soul like
the rising sun of morn after a
long night of darkness. Then
the warm loving light of His being
shall cause the essence of your
soul to arise and dance in the
ever changing panorama of His play.”
And I asked, “How shall He speak
to me?” And they answered, “You
shall hear Him only after He has
opened your inner ear, the ear that
hears only His voice. For now your
ears hear only the babble of the
world, even though His voice, His
sound, surrounds your very being.”
And again I asked, “How shall I
know His voice.” And they spoke
and said, “When you hear the soft
tinkling silver bells coming down
from the right side you will know
your time is neigh. For lo it will
be Him covering your nakedness and
sorrow with the sweet sound of
His love.”
And again I asked, “How else might
I hear Him?” And one of the wise
men said, “Those bells shall draw
you up to the highest part of His
bell tower. There the bells will
blend into one all encompassing
sound, so sweet, so loving, you will
not be able to resist. In that moment
He will show you more love, more
bliss than you would ever have known
in all your wanderings.”
Again one of them spoke saying,
“At this time you shall stop your
seeking and begin to praise His
glory. You will write poetry of
His greatness and you will thank
Him forever for rescuing you from
this world of illusion.”
Now another of the wise men spoke
and said, “And on that day within
the ringing light of all love and
consciousness He shall gather you
up unto Himself, and just as a drop
of water returns to the sea, and
a ray of light returns to the
sun … so shall you also return
to the place of your beginning.”
And so I Ecurb asked one final
question of the wise men, I said,
“When I reach the place of my
beginning what shall I behold?”
And one answered saying, “Of this
we can say no more, for at that
time … who will remain to ask the
questions? and who will be there
to give the answers?”
~peace was here ~ :entertained:
Time has not permitted me to be around here much, but such good and talented friends as you all are truly are often on my mind. I don’t have time to come up with a new one, unfortunately, and indeed I haven’t been writing much at all lately, yet the topic made me recall an old one that I’m not certain I’ve shared with y’all. Hope you feel it fits the magic of Magic Monday!
As you lay on your comfy bed
With a pillow under your head
Time to escape a stressful day
Let your dreams take you far away
In a world that is never gray
Where magic is found in sweet dreams
Of starlights and shining moonbeams
Time to escape a stressful day
Let your dreams take you far away
In a world that is never gray
Away from all the busy crowds
Upon peaceful,, heavenly clouds
Time to escape a stressful day
Let your dreams take you far away
In a world that is never gray
Michelle R. King
01-15-12
“The Triple Rebel Round”
WHEN I FIND YOU MY TRUE LOVE.IM GOING TO USE MY EYES TO SEARCH YOUR WHOLE BEAUTIFUL,SEXY BODY TO FIND EVERY SINGLE THING I LOVE ABOUT IT SO I CAN KISS AND CARESS EVERY INCH OF IT.I WILL LOOK DEEP INTO YOUR SOUL.TO SEE THE MOST PERFECT WOMEN THAT I HAVE EVER MET AND LAID MY EYES ON.I WILL HOLD YOUR TENDER ,SOFT BODY NEXT TO MINE SO CLOSE.SO I CAN FEEL YOUR HEART NEXT TO MINE.SO I CAN FEEL IT BEAT TO THE RYTHEM OF MINE.AS IF OUR HEARTS WERE ONE,TODAY, TOMORROW,AND FOREVER.YOU WILL BE MY BEAST FRIEND,MY TRUE LOVE,MY SOUL MATE,MY LOVER,MY LIFE TIME COMPANION FOREVER MY LOVE.
Summer dreams recalled
within the early-morning mist,
imagination’s wanderings
as I linger here for a bit
and gather them together,
where sand meets
morning waves and wind.
And opening my eyes
I can feel the calm once more
infusing my heart
and steadying my soul
just before the sunrise
as I stand here on the shore.
I’ll come here again tonight
when the time is perfectly right,
to stand on the shore
where day meets the night,
where magical moonbeams
will again stir my soul,
that place often found
in the quiet of the night,
where dreams are made
within my heart
and become reality.
Gone is our embraceFaded is your smileNo more kisses to tasteFor only a short whileFor me you will waitFor you my heart will longThis is our one true fateHow we sing our song..
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Hello Mary and Jt! I’ll try to be here later in the day with a poem for you both!
Cheers!
Jon :groovy:
Good Evening Everyone I just Love this picture had to share it… I seen it as doing the blog
And wanted so to use it so here it is … so lovely!
another one
Hello J.T. Mary and Jon beautiful Blog will be back in a few wit a write are Video ya hem !!!! :groovy: :entertained: 🙂 :love:
DREAMING
Dreams are made up
Of hearts minds and souls
Always the wants drives the needs
The desires of what one can have and want
Most never gets
But there are the dreams
Day dreams of far away places never seen
Night dreams of a love you for ever know will not have
Still there is the dreams of all time and they are more real than reality
The dreamer but always dream
Wherethe real are the unreal of dreams
Dreams within dreams
The night mares are the worst of dreams
You can never awaken from if do turn pillow
And still dream the same night mare over and over again
The best dreams never comes true
And they are the hardest to keep dreaming
Dreams have meanin
Some are foretold and real
Others are just that the dreams
Have you ever wondered why you dream
Many dreams you cant not remember
To too many others dreams you try your dammed to for get
Written By: Bettie Davis ———————— © January 15 , 2o12
Gorgeous blog and theme! I’ll head off to dreamland and hopefully dream up something new. Happy Monday and Big Hugs!
Wonderful blog, Mary and JT…leaving you with this for now…hope to get around again, but it is going to be a crazy week…already started off like that today! 😆 :love:
~
Beautiful blog Mary and JT :love: :love: :love:
wonderful Mary i love it
Guiding Lights
And I Ecurb began my journey
in the land of dreams, the
land of forgetfulness, full
of fire, smoke, and illusion.
In this land there were some
wise men … placed there for
the sole purpose of being
guiding lights to the pilgrim
souls on their long journey
from darkness to light.
And I said to the wise men,
“When will I know of His
coming?” And they answered,
“By your tears that even now
like rain, are there, but not
quite ready to quench the
parched desert of your soul.”
And I asked, “From where will
He come?” And they answered,
“He is even now closer to you
than you are to yourself, but
the eyes which can see Him
are still asleep.”
And I asked, When will these
eyes awaken?” And they answered,
“Only He can awaken these eyes
from the deep slumber of time,
and then only when that eternal
seed planted deep in your soul
stirs with restlessness and
yearning to sprout forth like
blossoms of springtime. Then
will He water them from the
eternal spring of His kindness
and love and you will awaken
to a new dawn.”
And I asked, “How shall I
recognize Him?” And they answered,
“When your eyes are awake He
shall dawn upon your soul like
the rising sun of morn after a
long night of darkness. Then
the warm loving light of His being
shall cause the essence of your
soul to arise and dance in the
ever changing panorama of His play.”
And I asked, “How shall He speak
to me?” And they answered, “You
shall hear Him only after He has
opened your inner ear, the ear that
hears only His voice. For now your
ears hear only the babble of the
world, even though His voice, His
sound, surrounds your very being.”
And again I asked, “How shall I
know His voice.” And they spoke
and said, “When you hear the soft
tinkling silver bells coming down
from the right side you will know
your time is neigh. For lo it will
be Him covering your nakedness and
sorrow with the sweet sound of
His love.”
And again I asked, “How else might
I hear Him?” And one of the wise
men said, “Those bells shall draw
you up to the highest part of His
bell tower. There the bells will
blend into one all encompassing
sound, so sweet, so loving, you will
not be able to resist. In that moment
He will show you more love, more
bliss than you would ever have known
in all your wanderings.”
Again one of them spoke saying,
“At this time you shall stop your
seeking and begin to praise His
glory. You will write poetry of
His greatness and you will thank
Him forever for rescuing you from
this world of illusion.”
Now another of the wise men spoke
and said, “And on that day within
the ringing light of all love and
consciousness He shall gather you
up unto Himself, and just as a drop
of water returns to the sea, and
a ray of light returns to the
sun … so shall you also return
to the place of your beginning.”
And so I Ecurb asked one final
question of the wise men, I said,
“When I reach the place of my
beginning what shall I behold?”
And one answered saying, “Of this
we can say no more, for at that
time … who will remain to ask the
questions? and who will be there
to give the answers?”
~peace was here ~ :entertained:
I dug out a “Dreamy” write from the archive
Time has not permitted me to be around here much, but such good and talented friends as you all are truly are often on my mind. I don’t have time to come up with a new one, unfortunately, and indeed I haven’t been writing much at all lately, yet the topic made me recall an old one that I’m not certain I’ve shared with y’all. Hope you feel it fits the magic of Magic Monday!
In a hurry have children busy but, wanted to share a write for all Will be back to comment Beautiful blog Love, hugs :love: :love: :love: 🙂
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I just wrote this yesterday!
Sweet Dreams
As you lay on your comfy bed
With a pillow under your head
Time to escape a stressful day
Let your dreams take you far away
In a world that is never gray
Where magic is found in sweet dreams
Of starlights and shining moonbeams
Time to escape a stressful day
Let your dreams take you far away
In a world that is never gray
Away from all the busy crowds
Upon peaceful,, heavenly clouds
Time to escape a stressful day
Let your dreams take you far away
In a world that is never gray
Michelle R. King
01-15-12
“The Triple Rebel Round”
Here is a collab from the Myspace days!
One more from a while back!
so good nigth :love: 😆 :love:
good nigth
:love:
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OF SUMMER DREAMS RECALLED
Summer dreams recalled
within the early-morning mist,
imagination’s wanderings
as I linger here for a bit
and gather them together,
where sand meets
morning waves and wind.
And opening my eyes
I can feel the calm once more
infusing my heart
and steadying my soul
just before the sunrise
as I stand here on the shore.
I’ll come here again tonight
when the time is perfectly right,
to stand on the shore
where day meets the night,
where magical moonbeams
will again stir my soul,
that place often found
in the quiet of the night,
where dreams are made
within my heart
and become reality.
(c) barbara kausteklis 1-16-12
Gone is our embraceFaded is your smileNo more kisses to tasteFor only a short whileFor me you will waitFor you my heart will longThis is our one true fateHow we sing our song..
OMG DEE THAT BRINGS TEARS TO MY EYES VERY TOUCHING HEART FELTMUCH LOVE TO YOU
Here Is another one
Awesome blog and wonderful writes by all! Been another busy day…sigh! 😆
hug’s
happy thurday sweety
kyle busch y kurt busch joey logano denny are the best y nummber 1 sweety :love: 😆 😆
happy saruday
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