lady

white in the walls, once bare now complete
pictures, writings, articles, little hand painting
no lonesome night, no not alone
anymore will do, anyone won't

who left the bridges open
who let the gates lock
when we fell apart at the seam
the beginning of all the last few moments

you share your heart
you share your tea
letting the popsicle drip
toes covered in betwen and around your toes
hot hot concrete to run as fast and far from the sea
you never let go of the ocean smells,
the subtle breeze stings your eyes with salt

a tear drop lets me go
just last call for this gentle heart break
it was all i need to understand whats left.
i'll stay by for just a last moment,
so you see.
it's left at nothing.

stand back and take one more look
just smile lady
smile

our confused generation

I am part of a lost generation
and I refuse to believe that
I can change the world
I realize this may be a shock but
“Happiness comes from within.”
is a lie, and
“Money will make me happy.”
So in 30 years I will tell my children
they are not the most important thing in my life
My employer will know that
I have my priorities straight because
work
is more important than
family
I tell you this
Once upon a time
Families stayed together
but this will not be true in my era
This is a quick fix society
Experts tell me
30 years from now, I will be celebrating the 10th anniversary of my divorce
I do not concede that
I will live in a country of my own making
In the future
Environmental destruction will be the norm
No longer can it be said that
My peers and I care about this earth
It will be evident that
My generation is apathetic and lethargic
It is foolish to presume that
There is hope.

-Jonathan Reed

Now read it backwards and decide your direction

your fairytale, today

Captain Hook: She was leaving you, Pan! Your Wendy was leaving you. Why should she stay? What have you to offer? You are incomplete. Let us now take a peep into the future, shall we?
[Hook and Peter start to fight again]
Captain Hook: 'Tis the fair Wendy. She's in her nursery. The window is shut.
Peter: I'll open it.
Captain Hook: I'm afraid the window is barred.
Peter: I'll call out her name!
Captain Hook: She can't hear you...
Peter: No!
Captain Hook: She can't see you.
Peter: Wendy!
Captain Hook: She's forgotten all about you.
Peter: Stop! Please! Stop it! 

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 As often as people tell me to grow up, to face reality, to stop avoiding facts... it seems the biggest fairy-tales have come in hand to solve more of my problems then any form of reality could.

A heart break

A family issue

Feeling completely worthless...

A fairytale has always helped give me insight on how I can solve my problems...

When I "believe in fairies"

I believe the inevitable is possible.

My heart is full, but recently I have learned to let my heart take it's own path...

and giving up to time, trusting that what ever will be, will be.

Sometimes this is easier said then done but it's worth every moment to move forward.

to feel the confidence in myself that my love is worth something, someday.

That aching feeling in my chest when I think too hard for too long

about someone or something I can't fix, kicks in sometimes.

I get frustrated with this. Don't you?

Promise me this... remember your favorite story or fairytale. 

Now remember why it meant so much, and remember why ...

that to this day, there must be some moral/lesson that it pertains to in your life today!

Because the universe and time has given you this as a gift, to hold in your heart forever.

You can still grow up, it's okay,

but never let go of your innocence.

Your innocence is probably the most helpful tool 

to keep faith in your decisions, to forgive and to help you keep an open mind, and heart.

xxo mandyjane!-over and out

good l i f e. k e e p i t o p e n.

come unfold away the pieces
of this painted core.
touch deep, soft and sincere
know the let go
all the fear
let it bear.
oh. how hard it hits.
time can fly with no minute.
no more hour.
no day.
ticking.
it's felt heavy, settling.
hanging by, no threads
droplets.
feeling as if, the non-existent,
what is let go, becomes simpler.
all that held
on, too long...
now can fade, with strength.
slow.
self- commitment.
trust to the inner being.
trusting the breaths
they will rise again, fall again
stronger.
The fault?
a solid wall built with age,
lesson.
but this is life.
how ever the glass may break...
each lesson irreplaceable.
so we move. we change.
becoming cold. a distance
between man-kind, and the universe.
an anger built. resentment.
release. move forward.
yearn for the innocence again,
or there will loose a hope,
a light.

in you.
who have you become?
what did you want?
why did you have an expectation for?
you-he-she-they-us
humans.
just beings, made of atoms.particles.
going in circles.
longing for a happiness unfulfilled.
until it is learned.
in your breath, mind. you are good enough.
he-she-they-us.
have a past-present-future
we are trying to survive.
through love.
but confusion,words,fear get in the way.
fix you. only you. forgive.
he-she-they-us.
you will know you.
happiness will find you.
stop the hunt, find peace in the core.
understand.
"benefit-of-the-doubt"...
"intention"...
open your door. leave the screen door on.
and you can begin again.
start with a smile.
love again.-he-she-they-us. forgive again.
like the sea hitting the sand- the tracks have been made. . .
covered- but not forgotten.
good l i f e. k e e p  i t  o p e n.

-written by just me. mandy jane. over and o u t .
nov.6th.2011 6:11 p m