Most of my inspiration is from sadness...When I write, I create a release..I have no intention of causing depression from my poetry, if anything I appreciate the ability to express it.

Wednesday, December 1, 2010

Beam me up

Ghost abort, zen serene.


During the stressful moments of trying to think and communicate on the phone while loud sounds are echoing during important automated messages, I scream in my head, because the call dropped and I will once again be put on hold for an hour maybe two. SILENCE. No such luxury. These stupid and brief points in my day make me reach for an "end it now" button or picture myself jumping through a window. Haha..Not quite, but you may know what I mean if you are a human being.

 So, what do I do? Well, I start mumbling, mumble non sense until I say something that sounds calming and ridiculous. ZEN SERENE, zen serene? YES! ZEN SERENE. I chanted that for a few minutes today, may be a good reason not to have a reality show.Zeeeen serene.