Healing is Healing, Hurt is Hurt, Space is Space. Time heals all wounds when we have the time and space to hurt and see why we’re hurting. -Erick Howard
I AM !
Love is creativity!
GOD is a the Creator!
I AM created to be inspiration for Creation to be expressed.
To Inspire,Educate,Heal, and Transmute the World’s perception through Creative Thinking.
E.T. PHONE HOME= ERICK’s Temptation to Phone Home
I am tempted to phone home and warm up a hot cup of Chocolate. I am at my Mom’s cold every night. When I was home I was hot every night, literally. Too much heat now not enough heat. The question is what would I rather have. A hot home with a hot lady or a cold home with my Mom. I choose to be hot with the windows open so I can let my mistakes fly out the window. I also choose to be cold and be with my queen so I can wrap her in my blanket. My Blank-it is written with love poems and stitched with hope.
You never know what winter is until you experience the chill without the ones you LOVE. Summer time everyone is out and about and trying to fill it with activity and avoid negativity.
I am writing this simply to vent my unorganized thoughts and shit out my back up emotions.
I give thanks for this day and the days spent trying to make a woman proud. I give thanks that I failed so now I a can find the map to my treasure chest where my heart will spend the winnings.
I feel energy in a different way today.
My sleep has been off cause I’ve been consumed by dreams trying to catch the meaning.
I am positive and proactive more than ever. I am bored no more forever.
I was afraid to admit I’ve became bored, and lost the man I built from the ground up. Really I just misplaced the blueprint. Now we back on the job site, and I haven’t lost a floor to my building.
Words let out, is freedom for a war over and well fought by an enstranged soldier.
If you read this and it makes no sense.It is supposed to. The idea is express and decipher later.
What a week!
Why such a week?
Where should such a week have been experienced any better?
When would’ve been a better week?
I am in the moment wondering what everything means, when news can be bad or can be turned where it is felt the most. But still I ask why!
The real and only question is WHO shall I ask what to do?
When to do it?
Where to go?
And why do I listen to anything or anyone else, when I know whom has any answer anywhere and the why answered before the question is even How! Wow that word play got a freedomewrtr tired!
The first part of this month leading up to my official new year.(1/19/2013(1976) BORN DAY)
Has been one of questions and answers. Many have been answered and still many more to ask.
The one question I ask myself……………….
“How does it feel with no Love on your Bornday?”
“I have nothing but LOVE with me everyday, yes I don’t have my Beloved but I know in-visable she still for I Be-LOVE in space that I wish could be filled sooner, but needed to heal and feel sooner”
I say back…………. “damn family speak english!”
As I stop talking back to myself I turn to YOU!
Sorry dont mean to point at ya, but you’re still with me.
Questions are the Answer Drug.
And I am high?
I am an addict for Knowledge! The ONE told me I don’t need any answers cause if I did I wouldn’t be able to pose the question.
Tell me what you think.
Why do you think this makes no sense?
Who could pose a better question?
Where do you ask questions?
When do you expect to recieve an answer?
Sorry I haven’t posted that much this week. Has been a rough one. I am tired and need to rest my mind. But least now I am lighter with making thoughts heard. That is how I release and part of my meditation. WISEDOMETHEARTISAN
Is there a possibility that under your very eyes are simple “little things” that with a little tinkering could turn into something big? Is there a better, faster, cheaper way of doing a mundane task that would make a big difference? ~Zig Ziglar