Vision Quest #10 :: Topsy Turvy

Topsy Turvy

I want someone to tell me why I don't just go out and get what I want already.  I mean, I know what it is.  I'm totally prepared for life with it or without it.  I like things the way they are, but simple content is not nearly as sweet as the bliss of goals attained.  I gotta admit my "retirement fund" is looking slim.  I'm not afraid of the challenge... win or lose.  I'm basically ripe for the picking.  

Guess I need someone to come along and pull me off this damn tree because I can't seem to pick myself and fall into the perfect basket.  Hope it happens soon.  Looks like my only other option besides these birds pecking is to spoil and fall flat on my face.  Don't think that exactly counts as being a go-getter.

weird

Sometimes I wish I was not as smart as I am.  Basically, you can't keep a secret from me.  One of my undeniably (almost freakishly) accurate skills is logic.  Couple that with a helluva good intuition, I got almost anyone near me numbered.  It's quite useful and has saved many a hyde in its time.  Yet the drawbacks are pretty sickening:

a.  With knowledge comes power, as does reality.  Sometimes this reality is something I wish I never had to witness.  Example: obsession, perversion, deceit, etc.

b.  People don't like getting caught or figured out.  This makes relating often difficult.  Over the years I've found that pretending ignorance is best in most cases.  But that in and of itself takes its own toll on myself and those around me.

c.   I missed my calling, I should have been in a job that utilized these skills for a positive outcome.  I should have worked homicide or intelligence.  But with everything else, I really didn't want to jump through the years of hoops needed for adequate promotions in such vocations.  I have always found it hard to pretend under-skilled.  Impatient?  yep... to a fault.

What is all this for?

well in my current real world... I hate stalkers.  I hate pervs.  I hate ulterior motives.  I hate liars.  I cherish mistakes, they help us learn.  Sneakiness and chicken-sh*t hiders... I hate.

I know. I see. It gets you nowhere but further away.

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Lolita

Lolita

I tango~d tonight with you cheek 2 cheek
Steppin in time 2 the south american beat.

you asked me to step outside; lover, come please

What was I 2 say? I told u I was not 4 u.....

"Eye know U're fine from head 2 pumps
If U were mine we'd bump bump bump
U're much 2 young 2 peep my stash
U're tryin' 2 write checks Ur body can't cash
U can't hang with this, girl

Lolita
U're sweeter
But U'll never make a cheater out of me

Cool 2gether, yes, eye must admit
Long time ago, we'd be the shh... uh oh
Like Frank and Ava, we'd paint the town
Just on the floor, gettin' way down"

Lolita
U're sweeter
But eye won't mislead ya
Eye'll feed ya, if it'll please ya
But then eye'll say c ya
U're a fine, mama mia
But U'll never ever ever..
make a cheater out of me

Imagine me on the tip of Ur tongue
If eye took a sip then eye would be on the run
Hellhounds barkin' 'round my door
Eye can't sip U once 'less eye sip U some more

Lolita
Better get out of here
'Less U wanna dance"
said Prince

I heard it in my heart, he's o so right.

Kept it so-oh tight.

So why is it so hard 2 leave u 2night?

Dance with me lover.
Take me Lolita.

i'm on my way down.
You are my chance.
But it really is never
Unless u know forever,
b/c that's the only thing without guarantee...
so say goodbye 2 me

© June 2006 N. Leigh

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Goldilocks and The 3 Bears

June 3, 2006 - Saturday
Goldilocks and The 3 Bears

I'm just a girl
Living in a Goldilocks world
One's just too hot, the other too cold
The perfect one's soul is sold

I wanna heat it up
To fill my cup
But I'm not allowed
So I leave into the crowd
Step up and claim what is yours
Before I close the doors

You could be so right
If you'd only fight

But he's over here running hot
So much that it's gonna rot
Too much baby, it's gonna waste
Cool it down so I can have a taste
Step back, don't ask for more
So I can walk through the door

You could be so tasty
If you wouldn't be so hasty

Then there's you
I'm so confused, I have no clue
The perfect temperature
My longing for you has no cure
To resurrect the past
How long can I remain last?

You are so fine
If only you were mine

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She's a SUPER-STAR!

That's my girl! Woot Woot!
BET Awards 2008!

Vision Quest Lesson #9 :: Structuralism

Structuralism:     Everything is a system.... can be mapped or charted out.

strophe: puts out a certain conclusion

antistrophe: modifies

The semiotician looks at individual instances.

The structuralist looks at all instances & comes to a universal conclusion.

I really love structure... in theory.  But not being able to separate one from all when 'concluding' annoys the snot outta me.

Suppose I'm going to have to admit structuralism is not at the top of my list of beloved philosophical doctrines

 

Vision Quest Lesson #8 :: Deconstruction of coco

Marxism: distinction between theory & practice

• goal of a socialist is to poke holes in the superstructure (=>inevitable collapse) via revolution.
• necessity: must convice people 

Deconstrucion: theory IS practice. practice IS theory

• goal of the intellectual is to not become the mouthpiece for power.  
• fight power by damaging using it's own tools against itself.
• result: validity is lost.

Deconstruction removes belief system (as to the way things are).
............................I am painfully aware of my preference.  Crooked or broken, still the same essence regardless of original 'form' ~ 

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Movin'

Audi getting fixed. finally. but I swear I'll still take the bus, I promise.

Pleasure in words

February 5, 2006 - Sunday


Poetic masturbation
Current mood: aroused

My poet teases my passions with erotic lips,
And the esquire pleads my worth to jurored courts.
Consultants map my desires into neatly bound portfolios,
As my nurse tends to the missing caresses.
The musician strokes me with fine tuned fingers,
While my savant essays my sensations.

But my artist ignites my sensuality with his penetration
I offer my sweet elixir for your consumption
A pleasure transmutative, your body and mine.
You recreate and relegate my virginity
In your pigments you find my arousals and paint my passions
You eliminate my imperfections and draw out my desires

My readers may explicate this written masturbation
Absorbing my sexual fantasy in imagination
And fly over my body with carnal wings
To gnaw on my soft aroused skin.
Develop your urge with a well-versed tongue
And lick up the drippings of my coveting desire.

Nichole Portia Leigh