Apple Bottoms & Pudding Cups...

I think the intervention stage of my life is over. The Lion roared too damn loud for the last time. So, he's officially chained in the dungeons of ended conquests. Venom is creeping back, and I'm not to be found. Incubus is trying to make his presence known, and I'm playing gleefully absentminded.

I've made my peace with all of these entities. I've let them go, and mourned each and every one of them. They chose not to be with me, so, I didn't hold on. Now, it seems they've realized they've been forgotten, and they want the magic again.

NO!

There was a time when all of this attention would have had my mind and body reeling. Not this time. Each one of them has taken something away from me, and want more to take. I haven't any left to give. Funny, all I wanted was to give. Now all I want is to take. Take back what belongs to me. Even though, I handed it over willingly.

Men At Work...

So, now....

There's the Carpenter. I haven't loved anyone in a long time. I haven't been confused by anyone lately. Once I realized all of my confusion was self induced, it was easy to stop the fraud.

I've met the Carpenter, and he reminds me of two people. He reminds me of Venom, and he reminds me of the Lion. Their good qualities. I like his openess, and wit, like the Venom has. I also like his hunger, like that of the Lion. But the cool thing about the Carpenter is, I can laugh with him. I haven't been laughing lately, and that's been taking a toll on me for a bit. It seemed everywhere I turned, there was some drama going on. I haven't had drama in my life for a long time, and I'm not about to start some shit now. The Carpenter doesn't have any drama. Well, none that I've seen yet. If drama does follow him, then he'll just have to join the others in Davy's Locker beneath the ocean of my mind.

Giggles...

It's cool how you can meet someone and the giggles start to tickle your ribs. You start to feel good again. You start to feel somewhat whole again. Like the holes in your soul you allowed someone to poke start repairing themselves. I've been walking around with a sheer soul lately. I've stuck to my revolution to repair and restore my heart, and things are looking pretty good. I'm noticing now, I don't need the relationship, but I do need the intimacy. I miss the closeness I've shared with a few people. I'm not worried though, somehow, the intensity, and the intimacy will find me again. I'm most certain of it.

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