Comments by midnights voice

  • "A Catholic rose is a symbol of life , love and beauty . It also stands for honor of sacrifice . We honor not those who attain but those who gave up everything ."
    Posted by midnights voice on "witchy" by Devil lyn
  • "Sorry Dev I just can't lock in on this one . I can't pull the trigers if I"m not sure of the target . All the markers I add up befuddle me . And I am asking is it about suicide , or medication . Mental . . . you mention delusional . But I enjoy the struggle of trying to figure it out . If I were God . . . but I'm not . Maybe I found the truth and I'm holding it my hand . . . so unaware ."
    Posted by midnights voice on "the end of" by Devil lyn
  • "Overwhelmed am I , I am . I tried to construct a cohesive picture but had to give up ans just let it flow . And flow it did and I understood that I was not meant to understand . That's when I did . (Papa was a rolling stone. Wherever he laid his hat was his home . And when he died , all he left us was alone)"
    Posted by midnights voice on "choked to the point of yellow stars" by Devil lyn
  • "I've seen a fire orange Ferrari going down the road with an old black couple in it and a cane pole sticking out the window with a dead minnow flapping in the wind . But back to you delemma . I see you are cut bait unscented . I always add scented oil to attract the wisest and smartest fish in the pond . I never caught any fish from a dry lake bed (and I have the pictures to prove it) . Fish bite best in the rain when their enviroment is oxygenated and fresh clean water pours in over them making them frisky ."
    Posted by midnights voice on "un`stability" by Devil lyn
  • "I used to live in Wichita Falls , Texas in 1953 . I was three at the time . Every morning I would run around the house collecting black widow spiders and scorpions that had invaded the house the night before . I would dig a pit in the sand out back and soak it in gasoline then throw in a scorpion and a spider in . They would immediately attack each other . That's when I set the pit on fire with a match . Even surrounded by flames the two arachnids continued to fight to the death . No bread crumbs needed as the only birds were bald Eagles looking for little children playing with matches they could snatch unexpectedly . Sort of a condensed version of your poem ? When opportunity knocks it should be captured until it can be pitted against all odds even if it leads to death . And meanwhile it is best that man or child should keep they feet planted on the ground or foreboding could come sweeping in with devastating effects . I almost burned the house down two years later . Yep I had a fascination with matches . Diamond brand ."
    Posted by midnights voice on "in`sectional hymn & some thing about Love " by Devil lyn
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