Saturday, September 05, 2009

The first venture into...

My writing i spoke about. Its a saturday night, i've been on the wine(don't even like the stuff really, if i had my way we'd be flat out here on the floor with scantily clad scottish strippers pouring tequila down our necks, out of crocodile shoes signed by the great man himself, Jimmy Nail). I've had a spot on evening with a certain someone, great conversation and music. It could be the start of something in my life (hopefully). Lets hear a bit music to help us along, eh?



We had a great night last night too, i like a bird who can give as good as she gets (if you know me then this usually means being a cheeky so and so). One thing that is different though is the fact dance music isn't a level we meet on, so this could be a good thing, it could be a bad thing. On one hand its a good thing, i can go out and do what we do with my mates and not worry about the lady getting jealous that my jaw is moving faster than her clio in the morning.

On the other hand (if your Abu Hamza on the other hook) its a bad thing, because really if your relationship is to last, in some cases this isn't true but if you are truly to enjoy your life as a couple you should share similar interests, especially on the clubbing scene because so much goes on that when trying to explain whats happened to someone who wasn't there is a nightmare, they just don't get it. Plus it would mean your not on the same wavelength, your coming down all week and she wants to go for a meal with her parents, have you ever looked a 45+ year old in the eyes while re-living sitting in a cold bath fully clothed with a shower cap on tripping off your tits at 9.53am on the previous sunday morning? Not good.

Anyways, as with always, time will tell.

Usually at this time i go a bit wild with things, but suprisingly i'm not going to this week, i think things might have changed for the better, a new leaf and all that, am i growing up? Never.
Now, this next bit of writing, you could call it a poem, is the first in my "thought pad" so i'm guessing this is the first thing i done, can't remember to be honest. What i do know is its about a certain place i used to frequent, regularly. And by the title you'll probably understand what for.

"Spliff cliff"

Realising a dream always takes time, for the moment its about the bide, get along for the ride, never should you hide, the happiness and joy is like the tide.
Current flow is strong and the love is on a roll, adrenaline levels are high, the foundations of the soul.

To let others affect you is an uninspirational trait, its you and yourself that can dictate your fate.
Grasp the reality and pull your shit together, feel the positive energy, even if your lacking endeavour.

Auspicious integrity will enhance life like someone to hold, that is an infinite truth, whatever you are told.

You should follow your heart and go about things with every ounce of sense, life isn't there to take for granted, and people approach it under false pretense.

Enjoy it, savour it, take everything in, good things come to those who wait,in the end, it is you who will win.

Smiley, happy, people, good intentions will shine on. Manipulative, acrimonious, people, weigh down society like a tonne.

Beautiful feelings, wonderful minds, those who conquer have a strong spine, they brighten the spirits like the morning sunshine.

To visit the spliff cliff is enlightening in itself, it supplies the soul an endless amount of wealth, an amazing experience that will trigger emotions and dreams and invigorating health.

And some more music to finish off, a bit of the The Pretty things. Psychedelica!

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