Hangin' Out...

Just hangin' out....
So what do think the appeal is to just hangin' out? Being surrounded by friends? Socializing?
Are we not solitary creatures? Maybe, sometimes...probably to fuel our souls. Individuality is so important in the sense that we must have  self awareness, rationality and sapience. But then...what good is that for self-survival? See...we have a tight interwoven connection. We need companionship. We need to communicate. We need each other. It is innate in us to be so. It enhances our own odds of survival. How wonderful is it to express yourself and exchange ideas, thoughts and feelings? Pretty damn good! We have a desire to be understood and understand others, even if out of mere curiosity. We want to influence and even manipulate aspects of our lives with our intelligence. We simply want to feel valued and loved. We want to enjoy the wonderful things that exist. For why would it be necessary to just put forth hard work and not experience the fruits of your labor? That time of reprieve, fun, relaxation and social interaction is tremendously beneficial to us on multiple levels. Re-energized, re-motivated and re-inspired, will enhance our lives to the next platform. So...the next time someone asks you, "what are you up to?" And you say..."just hangin' out". Make sure your enhancing that hangin' out with a few friends and energize your soul with quality fun!

Wanna hang?
-Liz

My Mojo...

What is my Mojo? ...

But a secret flow, though...

I was so excited...I was like, whoa! ...

Got to send my peeps, a memo...

Filled with gusto! ...

All my hard work was so-so...

Burning both ends of the candle aglow...

You reap what you sew is my motto...

Sometimes you got to chill out and be mellow

Things will happen, poco a poco...

With talent and perseverance, a great combo...

Nothing's too hard to swallow...

I hear you clap and say bravo...

But I'm just a real girl, not a hero...

Got a big koolaid smile and I glow...

People say you did great and take that lasso...

Go grab that pot of gold, at the end of your rainbow! ...

-Liz ; )

A Secret...

Want to know a secret? Hmmm...I am the secret. The secret you seek. I am the caramel to your butter pecan (I had to go there)... the rum in your coke...the whip cream to your strawberry...the prize in your cracker jacks (do they still sell those?). Yeah, I have other secrets. I can't really share those...too juicy! Only my special one, will know my deepest darkest naughtiest sexiest spiciest...and then some. Stop skimming the surface of the crowd, for within there...is your secret. Whatever secret you wish to fulfill. Within reach, put your hand out and the one will grab on. Secret lover, secret friend, secret confidant, secret supporter, secret admirer, secret sugar daddy or mommy, secret fetish, secret craving or just the secret to your heart! Which leads to the key to your heart...then you can just bypass skipping on the yellow brick road. Who's got time to mess with the wicked witch...unless she's your secret wicked witchy poo. I love...thinking about the possibilities of what's out there.  Exciting to divulge or expose something that no one knows, but you. Don't deny your urge. It's there....
Slowly
Expose
Coverup
Ranting
Exclusively
Told
Shhhh...I won't tell, your secret is safe with me!
Don't we deserve to earn a lovely surprise?

-Liz

Clipped Wings...

 

I envision a free spirit, as a magnificent bird that glides gracefully through life. Unaware of it's amazing beauty and it's ability to see the world with untarnished eyes. It doesn't know the advantages it has over others and sometimes oblivious to the reality of things. It's majestic wingspan is the true power of it's being. Until a tragedy happens, painfully damaging that which makes it angelic, its wings forced to get clipped. Debilitating to its soul... it becomes a sad pathetic creature unable to exhibit the strength, grace and beauty it was once had. Existence can feel like windless days , lacking the life force and magic that guides its direction. Nurturing and fortitude could still allow the spirit to experience a fruitful existence...as long as it remembers its true purpose in life. Do you nurture and tend to that which needs you most? Do you allow it to wither away into a lifeless existence? Or does your need of survival take over? Instincts...your number one advocate will push at your lowest deepest hardest characteristic... uttering an aroused interest to produce an effect that will validate and emancipate your vital force.

Your life force...

Dauntless you...

Valiant flying...

My divine partners in flight...

-Liz ; )

Torch: Contest Entry...

This is Torch...
My contest entry into the Munnyworld Contest...
He is a phoenix in flight to Heliopolis, the sun city of Egypt. 
To drop his egg in the fire of his demise, to be re-born again. 
Inspired by and representing the endless creative fire that lives in the spirit of all artists.
Although it's close to the deadline...
Feel free to like him on facebook...
Recognition is most important for me anyway...
I hope you enjoy!!!
Here's the link...

http://sites.kidrobot.com/munnyworld-megacontest/allEntries.php?u=0489a9ee-1706-9a4c-8d27-175e770393d9

Ready for more? ...

So...  Are you ready for more? I am just getting started. Am I tired yet? Hmmm, no!
What am I talking about? Well, I know you're thinking it's sex. Dirty gutters... Get your mind right!!! People are so predictable. Don't you know me by now? I guess I still need to reveal much more, is basically what you're implying. My mind isn't always on sex! Okay...well, maybe quite a bit if I write about it...but then you must too, since your hanging out with me!!! How many people do you know that have told you as much as I have? Small handful, I guarantee that! Sometimes, when you start a project you don't realize what goes into it, until you're into it! And you think to yourself, what I have gotten into? Yeah...you're grinning right now, we've all done it. Some of us, do put thought into it and still come out thinking that way. I'm grateful right now for one trait I have...RELENTLESS!!! Some would say I'm compulsive, and maybe I am, maybe they go hand in hand. To be relentless requires a stubborn neurotic personality, incapable of just letting things happen on their own. I try to do that...just falls through for me, literally and figuratively. So...Are you ready for more? Don't think I'm through with you guys. Hopefully, your not through with me either. You know... peaks and valleys? I got them too, I do know the really great stuff, out of me... is yet to come. So don't abandon me, I've still got lots of love for you left!
Yeah...lot's of love...
-Liz