Tapping on my fish tank

Tapping on my fish tank
I can't concentrate
Procrastination Overload
IDK WTF to think

I just want to rewind
Repeat what we did yesterday.
Flew a kite
So High
But you cut the string today

How am I suppose to feel
What am I suppose to think
Shit, its not the end of the world
I'm much more then you think

Yesterday there were clouds
Today there was some rain
Tomorrow will be the same shit, just on another date.

STOP tapping on my fish tank
Smudging oil on the glass
Just feed me my food
And bring my color back.

Un Regalo de mí para ti.

In all my life (so far) I've only met two people so I would call a kindred spirit.

Kindred Spirit means of similar nature or character.

I learned this word years ago reading Anne of Green Gables. The protagonist of the novel had a dear friend whom she called a kindred spirit. They held a bond for years and were extremely close.
Synonyms for the word Kindred are blood, akin,  and allied.

I share this definition because I see Kindred Spirited Individuals as something apart from friendship. Though similar its on a different level, a spiritual level. We are all spiritual beings, it is not our flesh that makes us alive, but the breath of life God put in each of us.
My ladies, Kay and Dora are strong spirited women whom I've connected with on a number of levels. They showed me a true bond of  Godly womanhood beyond the superficial friendships you find between other females. When I speak to them I don't only hear their words but I feel their message. Kay and I easily fall into tears just embracing each other. And Dora always know how to direct prayer to stay in alignment with God's plan.

So how is this un regalo....

This is a gift because it is what you asked for. Indirectly and directly you really asked: "Will you let me see beneath your beautiful?" Me presento a usted. Permiso para ver debajo de mi hermosa. Permiso para saber más de lo que ya sabe. Le doy acceso a mi ver.

You don't push. You don't shove. You have yet to even experience my hug.... yet you stay, you're present and you care. Can't tell you how many times I figured you'd just disappear. I feel what you write. I sense every word you speak into me. As different as we are, our mindsets couldn't be any closer. It's creepy, but its comforting cause its effortlessly a genuine exchange of beliefs, opinions, and ideas...rejuvenating and nourishing our spirits alike daily.

Proverbs 4:23 says, Above all else, guard your heart, for everything you do flows from it.

Guarding my heart is my duty. It's everyone's duty. God charges us with this task to not only protect us but help us recognize the value and importance of our heart. Not to be careless with our heart, but to cherish it and hold in the same importance as God holds each and everyone of us. I don't feel rushed and I don't feel fooled. That's what I want to feel and think, but the sense of positivity I feel over comes those bad things.

You are a lesson AND a blessing. You have taught me that I can share the affection I have in something healthy, motivational, and balanced, without risking the safety of my heart. My heart is not at risk because it is relaxed, it's encouraged, and comforted. You are a beautiful example of something God had been trying to communicate to me. I know what I deserve, and it's not asking for too much, because it's how God made me. God has made it extremely clear to me and my morals what is essential not only in a man but in anyone I associate myself with. I always said that I rather spend every night of my life alone  in the comforting hands of God before I lay with someone temporary, meaningless and untrue. And I mean what I say (but you know that).

 

   "You should be appreciated for who you are and what you give of yourself. If what you give isn't enough and you feel that you have to exhaust yourself and go against your integrity...[then] find someone whose needs and requirements are within your budget: Emotionally, Physical, Mentally, Spiritually."

 

I thank you for letting me be who I am. I thank you for an honest friendship with no boundaries and no finish line. Two adults simply enjoying God's blessings and spirits alike. Nothing but good vibes from here forward. May God bless each of individually and support us in all that is to come. The Good, Bad, and the Ugly, I'm down for the cause.

 

 Bienvenido, de Puerto Rico y Bienvenido a todas las pasiones y materias de mi corazón

 

 

Un Regalo de mí para ti. 

 

 

 

- A Nourished Spirit

 

I Deserve this S.M.I.L.E.

I deserve this smile
And it's effortless nature,
I deserve this warming sensation.

The feeling of satisfaction,
Described
Beyond word's education

Leaves me,
Never exhausted,
But rejuvenated
Hourly
Daily
Spiritually and emotionally.

My heart freaks out
And Melts inside.

I deserve this smile
And it's effortless nature,
I deserve this tingling sensation.

Not in the least
Do I exalt my pride,
For I am humbled by conversation
And the understanding prescribed.

I'm not sick.
I'm whole,
God by my side...
Damn it I deserve this smile
I dare not let it hide.

This smile is a blessing.
My gift from above
I'm grateful,
For its my testimony,
My statement about love.

Love taught by God,
Transcended from me to you

Left and Right,
And even you too.
This smile is here
Cause God is using you.

I deserve this smile.
And it's effortless nature,
I deserve this exchange
embrace
and teaching of affection.

Simply Motivated Interactions Lent Everyday

~Memoirs of Anie Lost&Found

 

 

Definition of the word: LEND

a (1): to give for temporary use on condition that the same or its equivalent be returned <lend me your pen> 

 

http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/lend 

Separated: I'm Sick

I have the urghh to write!
But my mind body and soul are separated...

I've been flooded with homework all week.
Restless naps and early morning filled with homework
My assignments have me writing and reading and annotating till I have to run out the door
Can't be late to class no more.

Exhausted.
But the hours I endure.
When I'm out of class I sit somewhere new or familiar
I prepare myself for work
Yet I linger.

Exhausted my mind starts to dream
Sweet memories stirred up by the things I see.
Young love
Laughter
Loneliness, I don't know what I'm after.
I'm an Observationalist
I react emotionally to everything that blesses my senses
Ears
Nose
Hands
Glasses.

Summer B
Midterms are next week
I'm taking 3 classes.
Every classes sparks my mind to go somewhere that doesn't matter.
My heart, my soul, my mind they are scattered
Everytime I travel I want to write but I'm too tired.
I don't want to rush the process I want it to be natural
Cause the feelings I have inside must be released!
Patience is what I'm after,
Cause my mind, my soul, my heart are scattered

They need to come home
'Come one
I'm sick.
I'm tired.

Hello Closure!

Hello Closure!
Welcome to Brown University!
The Dean of this university has anxiously been awaiting your arrival!
Everyone has dropped out or been kicked out of this campus
We are ready to let you in and do your job

Please, Closure make yourself at home.
Help yourself to everything and anything to eat
Alas I am at your service
The Dean has been in office for about 3 years.
She's won awards and had various notable achievements
She's prepared for her long awaited vacation.
Haha, She's too young for retirement!

Closure please be sure to leave out any further documentation
To be signed, corrected, and or rectified
The Dean left me in charge.
She was so excited when she saw you coming
Away with her satchel and locked is her door.
No one needs to go back in that office
Its empty, barren
I've peeled her name off the stained glass door.

All what's left for you to do is clear the campus
Baracade all the doors.
We don't have time for homeless men and women living amoungst our once beloved home.
I assured the Dean the campus would be left in tip top shape!
And reflect the preamble in which the doors once sung,
No one will ever attend Brown University again.

She may have an old soul, but the Dean is far from done
She's off to travel! an' be more of a guest speaker to universities abroad.
The Dean of the late Brown University has  a testimony to sing and praise
You'll hear of her stories by the break of day.
My humble Dean...she's come such a long way...

So Cheer up chap!
Closure today is your day!
Get to work,
Take your time,
Lock the doors,
Demolish the Keys,
For they are now made of yesterday.
In years to come the grass will grow, as the seas will flood
Brown University will be somewhat of a myth
A tall tale you dare be sung.

#Memoirs of Anie

Fingerprints

My fingerprints set me apart from you
Every groove and swirl is unique to me
They contain my mystery
You couldn't handle where my fingerprints have been
The life they live is beyond you
Sometimes beyond me

God breathed life into man
Later created me
No other Stephanie
Humbled, Strong and Sweet
My fingerprints are predestined to be great
Someone remarkable
Unique

My fingerprints set me apart from you
To me they reflect my inner being
They protrude the surface
Yet you can't feel the change of pattern
By touch they remain uniformly smooth.

My fingerprints are my own;
God's plan for me
Spirals, curves, and intersecting lines
Up down around my digits
To the front of my fingers and
Stop.

There's something miraculous here
Examining my fingerprints I feel more in tuned to me
The more I read the more I understand, learn, adapt, and transform
Paths bend
Fall short
Open and Close
Just to begin again elsewhere

My fingerprints set me apart from you
They narrate a story untold and foreshadowed.
The develop a new way of communication
Between the Creator and these hands of mine

Count the impressions that decorate your hands as you count the paths God has yet to reveal to you
My prints are not like yours
But I count Infinity.