Just in Case You Haven't Read it.....

....Here's a Mandy & Amber Story, before "Telephone"

Enjoy!

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~x`Abe's Heart.

As you can see...

I will be posting here again,
plus, "Paradise of Reads,"

Plus, again, New Sexy Poems....

...and, the slowly continuing Vampire Venture. [see post below]

(...We'll see:)

`x~Abe's Heart.

[check the profile page, and read wherever you'd like. Welcome!]

LIBERTY STREET:

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poems:

Branching out
in wonder
all the time.

Life will toss you
for coins
or rhyme.

Sing a song,
smile,
in giving pause
to pain.

Water.
Fire.
Air.


Breathe.

NEWS YOU can USE!!!

All New posts will be here : "click me"

Also: I've been playing around, just a bit, with a new blog. If you like vampire stories...."click me too!"

[.....here we go!:)]

`x~Abe's Heart.

California Dreaming: "Mount Tam":

`x~Abe's Heart.

Coming Back Slowly:

I've been posting some bits & pieces,
[at, "Paradise of Reads" ].

THINGS ARE LOOKING A BIT BRIGHTER...GOT A JOB PROSPECT THAT LOOKS GOOD AND I've written some pages I'm very happy with [Novel-in-progress].

I'm taking things slowly: One day at time.

I'll try to keep the blog going; however, it's new home is at "Paradise of Reads."

...see: Profile page.

PS: That's where you'll find links to my favorite blogs, also.

I'm glad to be back.

Love you all,
~x~Abe's Heart.

Farewell...and, love:

2000......................................................>10 !

Farewell, Bloggers. I love you all.

See you in the Funny Papers.
(next year)
`x~Abe's Heart.

PS: ~~tug on the ear~~

Till We Meet Again:

...I remain,
in heart & mind,

true.

~x~adam.

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To Calisto-Demon & friends:

Calisto-Demon~~Today, my Profile tipped into 4,000 (a dubious number, at best.)....

...On Feb. 12th I'll be 50, Abe Lincoln will be 200 and this blog (as "adam") will be History. It was a good return & an even better History (His-story)...

...I remain the same man I was when I began blogging in 2005. I still search, like "adam" for meaning in a world, not yet, what it should be, but with a vast knowledge of what it "could" Be.

Imperfect I arrived. Imperfect, I go.

Give me a year, that's all.
I know I'll be back.

In a year...a year.

~x~adam.

January 30, 2009 12:30 AM

It's tough..It's very tough.

Gotta get goin'.....

Love you,

adam.

"Apple Cider"

Latest video from "PoetHeadsUp."

No. I haven't gone insane.
(not yet, anyway)






`x~adam.

P.S. > My little stick on Long Island is coming undone. I apologize for not being completely "here"...My Visiting hours (making the blog 'rounds) is a crap-shoot lately.So goes Exhaustion. Take care of yourselves & others. xo,adam

P.S.s. : I'm just going to keep adding to this. I gotta say, to anyone still reading here. Hold on..hold the fuck on. You ain't seen Nothing yet. I'm fucked up..truly, fucked up, headwise.

Truth.
:(

I can play around, and laugh, all I want.

The feeble-minded will still be taken advantage of.
The middle class will still be impelled to look downward,
Angel.
The boxcar will only be a memory,
fading in the distance.
The peddler will forever be knocking on the backdoor.

Someday, my princess will come.
I can play around, and laugh, all I want.

All I need is more
important.

In between trains,
my sight transcends clarity.

The stiff-fingered boy
writes incessantly
about life.

The old man shakes his head
in wonder.

The thought moves on,
as a ticket is punched.

**
I can play around, and laugh,
all I want.

**
~x~adam. (posted @vice&verses)copyright 2009.

Where Ya Goin'?

• I'm in a really scattered mood. In every word,
• my dear, you'll find a blessing
• or, a curse.
• Don't step on my tie,
• break my session
• with passion,
• or,
• ride the train with strangers.
• If you happen to catch me talking to myself,
• pat me on the back,
• smile,
• and say,
• Where ya goin??
• **
• (These days, it's the only relevant question.)

With Humor & Grace, We Begin:

"I'm a Lefty...Get Used To It."
~President Obama.

You could not find a better example of "Don't Box me in."
You gotta give it to him.

**
Change cannot occur without this. The Future, the Youth of our Country, has spoken.

Let them have the credit, and the Future they deserve.

**
I love The USA & the World.
Yes WE can. Believe it. A Call to Service: NATIONALLY.
**

Onward, within the Last word..for Politics.

~x~adam#2 and a half.

It's that time...once again...in memory...

Here << click me!

(....smiling down, I know)
~x~adam.

There are...

...no last posts.

You'll see whatever you want to see.
The world, never as bright as it is today.

One small bit of Change,
and We're free.

Take this moment into your heart;
let it breathe for all.

I gather the silent bitterness
brewing in my enemy's heart;
recognizing each potion,

a puzzle,

a call,

a child in the woods.

There are no last posts,
to blur my forward motion.

~x~adam. 01/19/09 ~~for MLKing & President Obama


EDIT: 1/20/09~2:14AM

Exactly...Still feel the same way, damnit!

(Posted this @ShortbusNormal Videos [2007-2008])...desperate, for change.

`x~adam.

Ps: There is a feeling growing within me. I don't know who reads me any longer. I've probably turned off more than a few people for not being "sexy" enough. Too bad, I say. The real deal is flying forward.

My brother-in-law is hospitalized. My Sister is gearing up for Divorce Court. My father is fuming in anger, loss, rage, and a collection of "false memories"...The hurt is endless, effecting all in my family. My mother, God rest her soul, is looking upon us with sorrowful eyes.

I don't care anymore, if I'm "sexy" or not. I want to live, like anyone else; someone who counts, no matter what...no matter where...no matter when.

"Sexy" is only half of it..if that.

If that.
~x~adam 01/19/09~12:55AM

Now, it seems.......done & over & done again...

...and, OVER.



**

x,adamNumber2-and-a-Half.

I've Reached That point:

In the grand scheme of things it may be a small thing:

Everyone, at some point, reaches that point where they question their worth, their value, in the eyes of others. We look for validation; for a sense we actually mean something to another.

I've lived with the word, "IDIOT" ringing in my ears. In a moment, those I love have hurt me more than any "school-yard bully."

I'm stealing from Maya Angelou [sic]: I know why the caged bird
sings.

I may be the reincarnation of Abe Lincoln [born on his birthday & holding on, w/ my humor & Marfan's] I'm wearing his "Death-mask," today. The Civil WAR in our HOUSE is nearing its breaking point.

I want to get off the train.

This "idiot" has reached the end of the line.

I've reached that point in Time.

The voice says: "You're not of value."

"You're an idiot" (useless)

I've taken in the sickness of my father....

...I'm throwing up.

He faces me towards the mirror...Idiot, Idiot, Idiot, Idiot, Idiot.

**
I jump & run for the hills....

**

No longer useless; although, GONE.

~x~adam.

Just what the Doctor ordered...

...and, nothing else.


x,adam.
Latest poem & video here > CLICK ME!

Only Francesca will understand.

I miss you, hun. You're a friend and a lover.



truth.
~x~adam.

There's nothing sappy about this. It's still a beautiful song..:

It's your life..Never surrender.


You raise me up - Westlife - MyVideo