This is something that I need to get off my chest. Then again, this is a journal entry, so, what else would this be used for?
Am I right?
By now, I suppose that you and I have talked enough for you to know that I need this place. I need this, right here, as in this moment or as if to say, I need you.
I’ve always needed you.
I need this interaction which takes place just between us. Because of this, I am somehow saved or cured, at least for the moment.
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Pulling a Trick – Entry Four
What do you want?
I think this is a simple question. I think there is more than one answer to this question. I also think this question comes in multiple parts. However, as far as being simple, I think the answers to this are simple too.
I think the requirements are simple. The actions are simple enough as well. But no one will ever tell you that all of this will be easy. This might not be as bad as it seems. The action and our efforts might be intimidating and the ideas of mistakes and failures can cause us to become layered by the see-thru films of intimidation.
But either way, the answers and the questions are simple enough.
Pulling a Trick – Entry Three
I wish there was a button somewhere.
I wish there was something I could do or say and just like that, any ache or pain, or any moment of sadness would turn off, or become invisible, and then fade away.
I wish there was something I could do to erase the ideas or the thoughts, or if this were possible, I wish that I could erase the times when you thought you were anything other than beautiful.
I wish there was a button.
Maybe there is and I haven’t found it yet.
But I am looking.
Pulling a Trick – Entry Two
This is dedicated to you.
Just so you know . . .
I was thinking about two words.
Be magical.
How amazing.
I was thinking about what this must entail or what this means, to be magical, or to be amazing and so pure at heart.
Continue readingPulling a Trick – Entry One
This is my first entry in this new journal. I am caught up in some kind of circumstance. I am torn and I am thinking too much. But ah, at least I have you and this empty screen.
I can vent here. I can scream. I can cheer. I can chant and I can do or say whatever I need to say.
And this is good.
Speaking of trick . . .
Here’s a trick I’d like to pull:
Sleep.
This is not a complaint by any means but more, this is an honest account of a mild to moderate occurrence of insomnia, which is nothing new to me. Then again, this is nothing new to us and the conversations we share.
Pulling A Trick – Introduction
Be advised that I am not a magician. I’ve never been able to pull a rabbit out of my hat.
I’ve never been much for card tricks either.
But everyone has a trick. Everyone has a talent. Everyone has a strength that outweighs and outshines their weakest parts.
Everyone has a way to pull a trick (or two) and somehow, despite the adversity or the odds against us, or regardless of the powers that be, and no matter what the obstacles are, everyone has something in them. Everyone has a trick up their sleeve. Everyone has a talent or a station in their heart which keeps going, or pushes you, or pulls you in a better direction.
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