Hypnosis

Got up early, found something's missing my only name. No one else sees but I got stuck and soon forever came. Stopped pushing on for just a second, then nothing's changed.  Who am I this time, where's my name? I guess it crept away.  No one's calling for me at the door. And unpredictable won't bother anymore. And silently gets harder to ignore. Look straight ahead, there's nothing left to see. What's done is done, this life has got it's hold on me.  Just let it go, what now can never be.

This is for YOU....do you ever dream of me, the way I dream of you? If so, what do you dream of when you dream of me? Sometimes I think, I'm okay, that's until I fall asleep. Then I get all sort of emotions flowing through my stomach. Sooner or later, I'm sure I'll be okay.....I hope

Some say sleep is the kin of death. Most people desire to die in their sleep. Peacefully. I often think about what sleep can do to a person. Especially when we are dreaming. Some of my dreams seem to finish unanswered. Asking myself what could be if I just slept 5 minutes longer. What was she going to tell me. Who is she? I don't know.

Sometimes I dream about someone I have seen before, but never spoken to them a day in my life. I don't even know their name. It has to be a sign of something, I just can't piece it together because I never finish my dreams. Maybe I'm supposed to finish my dreams through reality....but how??

Then there are the dreams that seem to go on until you end it. One time I had a dream that seemed a little bit to actual. That I would wake up for maybe a minute or two then doze off and continue my dream from where I left off. Almost like a watching a show with commercials included. I enjoy those the most because it gives me a conclusion about what I was dreaming about. The only downside to the dreams are. it's not real.
Who am I dreaming about when I dream. Sometimes the dreams I dream of are the dreams I wish I never dreamed. Simply because, there comes a time in my life where I'm looking for a conclusion instead of a prolonging wish. It puts me at a standstill in my life, because the dreams bring the good times back that no longer exist. Dreaming of love with that special person that may never happen again. I ask myself, is every meant to happen this way for the better? Are my dreams a sign telling me to escape from it all or run right into it. I guess that's what holds most people back, never knowing the outcome of a situation because we are afraid of the bad answer.

What are we dreaming when we rest in peace?

Love, Live, Life

:::Byron Belle:::

The Hitchhiker

We are all here for a reason on a particular path. You don't need a curriculum to know that you are part of the math. People think I'm delirious, but I'm oh so serious. That's why I expose my soul to the globe, the world. I'm trying to make it better for these little boys and girls. I'm not just another individual, my spirit is a part of this, that's why I get spiritual. But I get my hymns from Him. So it's not me, it's He that's lyrical. I'm not a miracle, I'm a heaven-sent instrument. My rhythmatic regiment navigates melodic notes for your soul and your mental. That's why, I'm instrumental. Vibrations is what I'm into. Determination, dedication, motivation. I'm talking to you, my many inspirations, when I say I can't let you or self down. If I were on the highest cliff, on the highest riff, and you slipped off the side and clinched on to your life in my grip, I would never, ever let you down, and when these words are found, let it be known that God's penmanship has been signed with a language called love. That's why my breath is felt by the deaf. And why my words are heard and confined to the ears of the blind. I, too, dream in color and in rhyme. So I guess I'm one of kind in full house. Because whenever I open my heart, my soul, or my mouth. A touch of God reigns out......


It's been a long time since I last blogged. Actually, I was in the process of writing one, I think last week or week before last but I put it on hold. That blog was more about fear and overcoming it. I didn't even look at it again. I just deleted it. Maybe I was thinking to much and never knew what to blog about because like I said, this time around, my blogs were gonna be a little dark, hence the line.....These bad memories kinda make have a better day....or does it?

I'm not sure what to make of or summarize what has happened since my last blog, but it's definitely a lot. Thankfully I'm still sane.I still have enough in me to keep going, despite this intense schedule I have. Where does it all come from? I often I ask myself. Will I ever find the answer? I'm sure I will when I'm ready to accept it.

Many people say they want a fresh new start, but yet and still we the road we left seemed so much easier than the new one. Simply because, the old one has taken us much further than the new one. I think....Are we ready for a fresh new start in life? Is it worth it to start over? I don't know. An ancient Chinese proverb says, "to know the road ahead, ask those who are coming back." Is that why I'm hitchhiking my way to a destination I'm not so sure of? or am I trying to find my way back home....mentally.

I need some HITCHHIKING MUSIC
:::puts earbuds in ear and my thumb is sticking out:::

Let's see where I will end up.....



Love, Live, Life

:::Byron Belle:::