procrastinators hand book and travel guide with FOOTnotes
Noise calculations and eye examinations
Under the impression I’m always wrong
Lifelong lessons adding to my collection
Longing to sing in harmonious song
Valuable exchanges as life rearranges
Organised chaos I’ll have to accept
Interrupted by perception pointing in a new direction
Demoted feelings remained well kept
PussyFoot problems and perception… go join the Far Que
You’ve been to the future
so apparently you know how this ends
but did we forget or consider
that the sands of time keep shifting
Nothing is set in concrete
destiny is altered every moment
with every choice we make
every action we take
every heart we break
here and now
Yesterday’s continue to shape
and mould the view
we only know what we know
and
we don’t know what we don’t know
Yet
is there a danger in knowing
too much
too soon
Projecting into the future
observing possible outcomes
altering your perception
and sending others into a spin
Lining up to bend your way
the Universe wants to deliver
your wishes
But what about everyone else?
being pushed and pulled by
all the thoughts that were ever thought
forever floating around waiting
to be acknowledged
Making adjustments
to clear the way
to make your day
Follow the guiding lights
they shine for you
over the molehills and faraway
from the temptations
and distractions
designed to test and tease
Letting the other gods pull your strings
will attract more of the same
Expand your awareness
taking a wide angle view
Measurements of the big picture
are only limited by your imagination
Explore that playground
of your own imagination
And play nice together
Pussyfoot insider reminder
Those brilliant thoughts and ideas
Where do they all go?
Around the block and into the atmosphere?
Maybe they fly across the field
to those who have the biggest catcher mitt
The ones who have the wildest imagination to reflect
The ones who allow dreams to enter reality
The ones who remain open to receive and expand
Leaving their doors wide open
The netted goal posts are ready
ready to collect your thoughts that slipped out
thoughts that are similar gather
magnetically attracted to one another
Balls of ideas and thoughts shoot through
From left, right and centre
Towards the goal
The catcher, the goalie, willingly collects
thought bubbles and balls of ideas
and at times some of your greatest fears
And he is now assigned to act them out
Or write it out
On your behalf
The heroes, the brave ones, the guru
The ones we love dearly, celebrity, the superstar
Up there for the whole world to see
Taking a fall for us
Smoothing the cutting edge for us
Easing the pain for us
Collecting the balls for us
And expressing the things
we are not yet brave enough to share
Tip your hat and thank the catcher
for he is the one prompting us
to express ourselves and to play the game
helping to access our creativity and release fears
until we are ready to own these
thought bubbles and balls of ideas
and express and manage them ourselves
pussy^^foot
Beware of that sticky third aspect
Playing unholy triad without respect
There is you and there is me
and invariably we become three
This bliss seems like divine interventions
The perfect match in soul mate dimensions
Then splitting off into some parallel universe
where two lovers meet to relate and converse
A portal left open is a dangerous invitation
for dark cupid’s poison arrows perforation
Once you’ve been stung you will fall under his spell
Whilst evil spirits set the table and ring your bell
Food for thought and thoughts bend over rude
They will feed on your emotion and fertilise your mood
Take care and keep hold of your positive light
Negativity breeds pain and brings darkness upon night
Safe guard your mind to allow for better perception
If there are birds in your antennae you may have a dodgy connection
Seeking help try looking toward a higher authority
Speaking with your almighty SELF will ultimately help the majority
I write these INKlings from a place in liquid time
Where Pussyfoot is mesmerised then balanced with rhyme
Pussyfoots nocturnal visitor… three’s a crowd
JUST remember you are unique
JUST like everyone else
JUST don’t take things for granted
JUST take good care of yourself
pussy^^footing
He was the extension lead
The conduit to channel her healing
But she was a secret shopper
Waiting to catch him out stealing
He felt an overwhelming temptation
To use his power to reach all he desires
It was her role to test him
Making sure there were no crossed wires
She was cautioned about falling so deeply
Knew that the Mind would play tricks
Yet she played along with the charade
Biting hard without bleeding for kicks
When she realised her own power
It attracted great responsibility
But that pussyfoot wasn’t ready for it
And it was all blown out to sea
Those already in the NOW
Have mastered surfing the waves
They can teach us all better moves
Learning to free the other slaves
All energy is borrowed
Some call for it more than others
We are all here to serve
It’s just that some work better UNDER covers
Sophia Loren and Peter Sellers “Millionairess”
There was limited chance of flying with me
While you surrounded yourself with her dark mystery
But worst of all you sold your soul
And she helped you to dig a fucking great hole
Playing the victim, suits worn seeking attention
Saving you from yourself was my foolish intention
When I did reach out with some comic relief
I was met with a challenge beyond my belief
The bridge you designed to reach my imagination
Collapsed several times under your own jubilation
Safety in numbers and a strategy to win
Words are your weapons and reasoning for sin
When I made my choices to play your game
My disappointment rose as you put me to shame
But I read somewhere experience is necessary
So I played along until I read your obituary
Now life has shifted like sand in the hour glass
Pussyfoot wishes you the best knowing the pain will pass
pussy^^foot
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