linaji

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City: Redwood City
Country: United States

Joined: Feb 2008

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This part of my life is so filled with CREATIVE IDEAS I am allowing myself to do what feels good by expressing my feelings though art. For me writing prose, photography and digital art seems what I am drawn to and what I do best. I am fusing all three and developing a style that pleases me very much. A book seem logical and slowly I am birthing it into being. In this collection of poetry and art of both mediums I mentioned, I use the *The Law of Attraction as a basis for what the book means to express. This Universal law says:
That which is liken to itself is drawn Wow.. I seem to get the feeling that if I build it ‘they’ will come. I have an audience that is already open and willing to attract the information I am creating. This Universal law lets me know How I think is how I will feel and how I feel is what will come though in all aspects of my work.

Thanks so much for viewing my creations. I am doing exactly what I desire these days and I think my work reflects the Joy and Excitement I am experiencing right NOW!

EVERY DAY I SEEK THE LOVER… WHO SEEMS TO BE PEEKING OUT OF EVERY CORNER OF MY LIFE!

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HOUSE CAT

What happened?
I stood at the doorway with my blessings
And my armor I laid down.
You took me inside and gave me bread
In silence
I did not work you said.
Your kind will always be a mystery to me
And well
To be honest. I don’t like a mystery
Even though that’s what I love about you..

Fancy that?

I ate in silence
The screech of the mouse in the corner made
Me feel as if it were laughing at my befuddlement
I wanted to box this one up and send him to the
North Pole
Could Santa Claus make him into a Ken Doll?
I could move its legs and arms and put it around my belly and say:
Feel this Ken? This is who I am.
A big Fat Mystery!!!
And guess what?
He would not say anything cause I would
Put him in an easy chair and make him
Prune-and-walnut-filled poussin with roasted baby vegetables
He would retain that perennial smirk
And I would go to my room
And there I would take up my sword and strike!
I would write of the mystery of my cells and have a look at the molecules that seem to float around my love notes
And my fibrous tendons would reach out to the Unlimited Vastness the best ‘hook up’ there is!

But I am here eating the gruel of mundanely
And the taste is retched and leaves me cold
Why do I feel betrayed?
Why do I feel like my transparent nature is
My only true lover?

I could be his housecat I suppose,
He would like that.
Purrrrrrr purrrrrrrrr
And the threat that I could scratch his eyes out and fly above his head?
That would not bother him at all,
As long as he knew I would do that
Could do that.
Just stay in the house and lock the doors

House cat
Stay there
Like a good kitty
Perrrrrrrrrrrrr.

Linaji 2009