Be yourself.


After changing to fit into the clique you are sooner or later going to want your old self back.

To my friends who try to fit in, some people are meant to stand out.



“Intelligence is the ability to adapt to change.”
Stephen Hawking

Change is inevitable and one must learn to embrace it and accept it. Who [I] was yesterday may not be who [I] am today for I learn and grow at a constant pace.

Three little dots …

Three little dots … The Ellipsis, unfinished thoughts, feelings of longing, suspension, a leading statement, a nervous pause… Three little dots … They can mean anything, everything or nothing, Three little dots … they speak more than you dare to say …


The words we don’t dare say, The words that are trapped in our hearts. The ones that we guard with our lives. They are the ones that speak the loudest. In silence we find the answers to all our questions. The silence of others, the silence of our own voice. The loudest and most truthful thing a person can say is nothing.



Words they flow in and out of my head..

The gentle stream of consciousness ever keeping my mind filled with wonder…

Trying to compose a sonnet that takes your breath away…

Only to be caught up by a dam..

Blocked… Unfinished…

Words… every so tricky.


I know how I have lived my second life, I know that not everyone gets it or wants to. People are judgmental by nature and I do understand that. I have partnered, fell in slove and out faster than the weather changes in London. I know who I am, who I was, and who I want to be, I know myself more than most of you will ever take the time to get to know yourselves. I spends hours lost in the mazes of my mind. I find the darkest shadows of my Psyche and linger in them, until I am no longer afraid. I strip my self down naked, turn on the spot light and stand in front of the mirror of my soul. People judge, they question, I answer as best as I can, with honesty. I love too much, way too fast, and that is okay, because that is who I am, and I like me just fine.

This song, it resonates in me…

What if…..

Here you sit in your high-backed chair
Wonder how the view is from there
I wouldn’t know ’cause I like to sit
Upon the floor, yeah upon the floor
If you like we could play a game
Let’s pretend that we are the same
But you will have to look much closer
Than you do, closer than you do
And I’m far too tired to stay here anymore
And I don’t care what you think anyway
‘Cause I think you were wrong about me
Yeah what if you were, what if you were
And what if I’m a snowstorm burning
What if I’m a world unturning
What if I’m an ocean, far too shallow, much too deep
What if I’m the kindest demon
Something you may not believe in
What if I’m a siren singing gentlemen to sleep

I know you’ve got it figured out
Tell me what I am all about
And I just might learn a thing or two
Hundred about you, maybe about you
I’m the end of your telescope
I don’t change just to suit your vision
‘Cause I am bound by a fraying rope
Around my hands, tied around my hands
And you close your eyes when I say I’m breaking free
And put your hands over both your ears
Because you cannot stand to believe I’m not
The perfect girl you thought
Well what have I got to lose
And what if I’m a weeping willow
Laughing tears upon my pillow
What if I’m a socialite who wants to be alone
What if I’m a toothless leopard
What if I’m a sheepless shepherd
What if I’m an angel without wings to take me home

You don’t know me
Never will, never will
I’m outside your picture frame
And the glass is breaking now
You can’t see me
Never will, never will
If you’re never gonna see
What if I’m a crowded desert
Too much pain with little pleasure
What if I’m the nicest place you never want to go
What if I don’t know who I am
Will that keep us both from trying
To find out and when you have
Be sure to let me know
What if I’m a snowstorm burning
What if I’m a world unturning
What if I’m an ocean, far too shallow, much too deep
What if I’m the kindest demon
Something you may not believe in
What if I’m a siren singing gentlemen to sleep


If our eyes are the window to our soul what will I find when I look into yours?

What do you hope to find as you look into mine?

My gaze is intense and my sight is sharp.

I will find the shadows that you are most afraid of and help you realize that shadows are not something to fear.

To be whole one must embrace the light and darkness. To love one must first love themselves. To thy own self be true, we have all heard that saying, but do we all understand the truth behind it?

How can you love beyond yourself when you can not love and cherish your own beauty first?

Words, what are they? Audible sounds our lips make? Strung together letters our finger type?

Words without meaning are just that and nothing more. Mean what you say, live by your own code but live!

Too many of us live to die. Why? We should live to live and love to love and not care what society say’s..

Society…If intelligent, open, honest, truth seeking, ever questing, love cherishing folks ran our world then LOVE WOULD BE THE ANSWER! But as it stands intolerance of someone who is not like everyone else. Who cares to dream and be the free bird they are and stand up and fly their freak flag high and proud, they are the ones who are condemned, yet should be the ones who are leading us to better days.

Love and be kind to one another it truly is the only way to live. Hate and you will be consumed by your own flaws and never see the worth of yourself.

Find and quest for the one thing that matters most…you.

Peace ~Love ~ Respect ~ Forgive


I see beauty in all things. I also see the miasma that is discord of the heart.

Why not heal with a hug and a kind word? Remember life is precious and we are all connected to each other. Let love abide.

Be the poison or be the cure that is up to you. Me? I choose to always forgive, live my life as I see fit and let you live yours. The only way to truly love is to respect each other.

Love heals – Hate destroys – Vanity blinds – Pity consumes. I will always choose love. How about you?

Blessed Be – Harm none. And may you get what you put out.

Stolen from Hillary’s profile under Ali -Cakes yep, its about me.

The most controversal silent killer in my life. My friend, confidant, the one lady who is my worst enemy yet my most beloved friend.

The world is quiet without her. She is love and compassion, mixed in a conundrum of wit and beautiful oddness.

(Some people just get you and those are the ones you fuss and fight with but love forever and always.)

(Thank you For the shout out Hillary, you made me smile.)

(Love you.)