VISTAS: An awareness of a range of time, events, or subjects. A broad Mental View.
September 24

"The most difficult thing is the decision to act, the rest is merely tenacity."
– Amelia Earhart -


In a world where the last step in the journey of life is death, I ponder what that final step is like, in my minds eye I see peace at last, freedom from all the worldly torments, from all the memories that haunt the soul, and all the pain of the steps taken.


If I had a voice I would tell you I love you
If I had a voice I would tell you I miss you
If I had a voice I would ask why
If I had a voice I would say tell me true
If I had a voice I would be as silent as I am


I plain tired, the day was stressful with getting the water hooked up and hoping the idiot that bought the trailer didn't kill the gas, the lights, the water before I got the cleaning completed


settling in, the first night in the new place wasn't bad, but I miss my will I send my thoughts now?


sick again, I just can't seem to kick this flu, fever, nausea, and the rest, and no one to care even if I am sick. that is just how life is I guess, when you walk the path alone.


hold me in your dreams, hold me tight, don't let me go...for if you do I may drift away and never be found


The longer I live the more beautiful life becomes.
- Frank Lloyd Wright -


Do I ever cross your mind, in a way beyond the appearance, beyond the everyday, to some plateau beyond, where the world spins out of control but like a rock we stand and hold on. Seeing nothing but the other, spirit mind and soul? Do I ever cross your mind, in a moment of slumber, where my arms hold you and the pleasure is sweet? Holding life and love within a single moment, cherished and recalled until the day we meet?


At times the aloneness swallows my being
it blinds me from seeing within
searching for a crevice to sneak out of
hidden it is not there

Alone I walk, not wanting nor desiring to do so
but yet I am
Closed in, not allowing others the opportunity
Is this by will or choice?

Solitude, stifles my feelings
making me hard and cold
Why do I punish myself so
Is it my desire to hurt and always feel the pain

Where is the Love
Where is the Laughter
Where is the Sunshine
Where am I?


Life is like a coin. You can spend it any way you wish, but you only spend it once.
- Lillian Dickson -