Even though, I am, truly a hopeless romantic, there is a logical side to me, and so I felt compelled to share this...

"To Love, NOT Possess" ...

    People often confusion love with possession. It's easy to understand why; it's built into the fundamental assumptions of our society. 

"You're mine" says the popular song, or "we BELONG together" Hardly anyone stops to question the sentiment.
 Often times the "need" to feel love, is an attempt to possess. We speak confidently of "MY Boy friend, or Girl friend, MY WIFE, My HUSBAND, MY child, MY Parent. We feel justified in holding expectations about those people,and we consider it perfectly reasonable. Why? Because concepts about love most often are derived from "Romantic Love" -and romantic love is furiously, frantically possessive. We want to be with our lover, to have him or her to ourselves, to POSSESS. 
   So strongly do we equate Love with possession that we may even feel that if someone does not want to "Possess" us, he or she doesn't really love us. I argue that what we call, "Romantic Love" isn't love at all, it's a kind of emotional storm, an overpowering, thrilling attraction- but it is NOT love! Why? Because real love isn't possessive. It can't be.
  Love involves giving, not taking. Yet the desire to possess actually may spring from the lovers own need, the need for approval from the beloved, for support from a parent, straight A's from a child, for status, for something! A possessive lover is overly focused on what he or she is "getting" NOT "giving." The lover may dignify this dependency with the name LOVE, but I don't believe it to be true. How can you REALLY love someone when you are totally dependent on them for things you NEED? That isn't love! ~ that's just manipulation to keep the "needed" stuff coming your way,and love is not the same as "need" 
  Of course, a loving relationship will produce interdependency,but too often, the pleasure of freely GIVING, changes to a fear of not GETTING, this person, boyfriend, girlfriend, husband, wife, whomever, is suddenly SO important that you worry about what is going to happen,and in that moment... LOVE STOPS!!!
  Then what's the problem about recognizing love? Simple! Most often its because they are feeling a sense of conflict.They feel the depth of their NEED, NOT the height of their LOVE. 
  There are ways to know real love. It feels calm. Its soothing, and steady, and it can easily last a lifetime. Its nourishing, calm, people grow under its influence, they become who they REALLY are, not what someone expects or "needs"  them to be. Real love isn't blind; on the contrary, people feel understood and excepted for who they really are, its healing.
So whenever you hear, "Love is Blind" or that "Love Can Never Last" our "Love is destroying me" you can be sure that you are actually hearing a description of "Lust" or perhaps "Needs" ~ its an accurate description, because "NEEDS" really are transient, and destructive.
  But love? Love is something entirely different, an emotion of such deep caring that it asks of nothing in return. An emotion so fulfilling without any expectations at all,and so so rare that most people in our society can't even imagine it. They can't imagine feeling it, nor receiving it, they may not even believe it truly exists, but oh, it does! And its the best thing that there is! 
                                                            J..Michaels

...All Too Soon...

 This planet is changing, rearranging with self engaging destruction,our society is killing itself with its only self-eruption, so much corruption.

   We know too much, We do too much, Can't we get back to simplicity? Or is this the way it's suppose to be? 
  With all of our so called "Technology" shouldn't we be fixing our world, and in reality; I'm afraid, we are destroying this earth!

  We've put men on the moon, yet we cant find a way to fix our planet; perhaps, giving into our own doom? 
I don't know, you tell me, so much for technology?

Yes...it's all happening way too soon, the world is changing,dancing slowly to a dying tune, this isn't the way it's suppose to be, So much for our technology.

We can isolate a virus, but can't find a cure? reconstruct DNA?... how much can we endure?  

We've built nuclear weapons that can blow us all away, "One Little Button" for "THEM" to push,and who are "THEY" to say?

 Just watch the news, even our food is tainted! What a beautiful picture we have painted, "Food Borne Illnesses"... what is going on? Where did we go wrong???

  Its all happening way too soon, the world is changing,rearranging, dancing slowly to a dying tune, this isn't the way its suppose to be...
  So much for our "Society", fucking technology! 

 Yes, it's all happening way too soon,and if we don't stop it, we are going lose... going to lose... going to lose...
                                     J.Michaels 

"Do you feel my silence, 

                        Can you hear my pain???

How would you feel, looking at life thru my eyes, knowing my thoughts?
LOVE~ The Double Edged Sword. To hurt or to mend....

Seems like always aching, forever hurting... 

 I cannot ask for the return of "Heart~Blood" ~ For it has dried in your uncaring hands, 

     Stand away then, you, whom I love so very very much, but cannot, will not, without hurting myself.

                                               

     Of the billions of people on the planet only your parents could have come together to bring you into this reality. No other energies would do, it had to be those two special people. Bless them and draw from their love. You need to embrace and remember where you came from, if for no other reason than to understand, to some extent, how you came to become who you are now. So wrap your heart in it, take your time finding your balance and think about the uniqueness of it all.
     
     You have never been a nobody, you have always been a somebody, and that has never been more true than it is now. Don't be sad. Be glad that your life has been an intrigue, be glad your life has been outside the box. People who are outside the box change the world!!!
                               

                                

 "Imagination"


   Ants don't sleep. That means that ants don't snore, yawn, toss and turn,rise in the night to go to the bathroom,
schedule power breakfasts for their hectic schedules, or worry that they are staying up too late watching television.

  Of course, ants don't have T.V.- at least as far as I know. We can however, "Imagine" in subterranean parlors tiny
Motorola's broadcasting shows, such as "Cake Crumbs on Parade" or news flashes about picnics and sugar spills.

  Yet, it is safe to say, there are no ant movies, ant opera's, or ant quantum physics. Why? Because ants don't sleep,
and therefore they do not dream.

   Some cultures believe the dream world to be just as significant, as real as the waking world. The gap between dream
consciousness (where boundaries are fluid and all things are possible) and daytime consciousness,(dominated by "Control
and "Definition") and this "gap" is spanned by Imagination.

   The bridge of Imagination may be tall and majestic, or a perilous contraption of swinging vines,but across it has
traveled very artistic and scientific achievement of our species.

    Conversely most of the "roads" to civilized progress have been erected by dull-witted ones who lacked the ability
to make unlikely connections or to "envision" anything that does not exist; who lack, in other words, "Imagination!"

    Without the capacity to project unlimited freedom of the dream state onto the strictures of daily survival,
human~beings would be as rigid as a workaholic ant! Over time, we might even lose our need to sleep!

      ...Can you IMAGINE a world without comfy, flannel pajamas!?"

                                           Jae Michaels

"What will remain" What will remain to be saved, once we are gone? Who will be left, to scrape humanity off the ground?

When the time has come to pass, where will you be? I can't tell you, the future is yours to see...your reality!

The beginning of the end of present day destruction. What are we becoming in the days at hand? Genocide reigns down its destruction, bombs dropped killing innocent lives, children gone…Countries sink into the oceans and mountains slide into the sea~ When there is nowhere left to hide, where will you be?

Volcano's erupt, blowing ash in our faces, Gasping to breathe, polluted air~ once so clean.

Destined to drown, in a pool of so many mistakes,...

When the time has come to pass...

Where will you be???
Just where is humanity?

Dedicated to the people of Palestine 🇵🇸 

                                                       Jae Michaels

"Beyond A Meadow" Where's the land where poets dream? Beyond a meadow forever green,where all things flow at a beautiful pace,here is where you'll see my face,A loving hand with dandy brooks,I catch a fish with candy hooks~ The sun is bright and gleaming,full and everything is meaningful...

Where's the land where lovers dwell? Where paradise replaces "hell"~ I search for such things with sight and smell which word can't reach and sounds can't tell~ where beauty reigns like a virgin queen ~ Do I believe the things I've seen? To pick or choose,give me a choice and then you just may hear my voice. What's it like beyond a meadow? It’s all "heaven" and there's no shadow~ I'm not much for the darker side, It only makes me run and hide~ You want to know the things I've seen? Beyond a meadow forever green,It's really not all "heaven" and the shadows are sometimes seen~ beyond the meadow..." ~J.Michaels

Dedicated to the people of Palestine 

Your Music is perfection,
            with each chord and every scale,

  Flowing gently, gradually through my inner ear,

                           and directly to my heart...

                                     "The "Fire" In Your Music" 




                               


                                                                        

So I'm having a bad day...

~ So I'm having a bad day,is this always your style, to just turn away? ...when things get a little rough,
I thought, you were oh so tough,

But I see you are not, just like the rest...
And you've left me here to guess,

what's going on in your mind, in this moment in time, when I'm having a bad day,
why do you just turn and slip away?

I thought you of all people would understand,
I thought when I needed you'd be there to hold my hand. (Don't we all need that even JUST
every once in awhile?) I think its true, I know we all do.

But you slipped away, now there is nothing more to say,

But I won't say I'm sorry for having a bad day...

Dedicated to the Amazing Michael Jackson..."What Did You Endure"

"What Did You Endure Behind the Hidden Words You Never Spoke"

Behind the shadows of your mind, you told me so many things~ without really saying anything,
so what should I have seen that I missed?

The pain and hurt you carried all of your life, and yet I never really knew the depths of it,till you
were gone, and now it's too late, and though~ with all that I am, I want to bring you back...
I, cannot...

What did you Endure? Behind the hidden words you never spoke~ should I have been able to
look beyond what I could not see, and read those words? I wish I would have seen the silent pain
you sat in~ lonely, but yet not alone...

Maybe you would still be here today~if I had only known, but you are gone,and I don't know what to do, to "right the
wrongs" that have been done to you...

What did you feel? Behind that "Smile" you showed the world, the softest sweetest side of you,but what was
really going on, hidden deep beneath that "Smile" you portrayed to all~ should I have seen, the inner pain~
and if I could have, would things be different?

"They" took you away before you were EVEN GONE~ Killed your soul with lies and deception,mistrust,hate,evil,prejudice,~all
the things that you stood up to fight against,

I watched as you silently slipped away, one little bit of your soul at a time, ~like a piece of a missing puzzle,never to
be fully complete...they tore away at your very being.

I am so sorry I did not "See" what you could not "Say" in words~ I should have "Seen" it on your face, "Felt" it from
your heart, "heard" it from your soul~ but... with such deep pain and regret, I did not...and now you are gone forever, and
nothing ~ ever, will bring you back.

So how do I live with what I know that you did not say? I will not sit back,silently~ any longer~ for as a story needs to
be written, this one is etched in my mind,ready to be told~ and in time, you will have true vindication~my promise to you.
I loved you~ I love you still,and I cannot stand quietly behind the masquerade of life, and not let the world know,
what I know ~ the unspoken words you told me... that I did not hear, till...now.


"Love Lives On" ~J.Michaels 

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What's a girl to do when she gets the blues?

She goes out and buys new shoes!!!

Universal Me...

The clouds that are my feelings, dark when I get angry~ The thunder that is my rage, can shake the ground when I'm in pain... The lightning that is my power,damages where it hits, but doesn't always go where I want it to,I'm so sorry if it ever comes at you~

The sky that is my happiness is a blanket wrapped around me,The sun that is my vision shines on all to see, The rain that is my sadness must start falling sometimes...The space that is my mind is often too vast to say I know it...

Universal me~ countless things~ that make me "be"...

The Piano~

Up and down the scales of the piano of my life~ played in minor keys that tell the sadness inside of me in a way that even the perfect words cannot express~

Relaxation of the body and mind~ purified in every line of music played, filling the "Spirit" with harmonies ever to touch the ear,or touch the human heart~

As I float away~ my fingers remain, anchoring me,to everything that can be pieced together,

hard work,

knowledge,

freedom,

expression;

and gradually the pain fades into the bars of music played~ while the world waits patiently~

for me~

...to create the harmony...

Spirit

"Spirit"
The breath of life, the animating principle giving life to to all organisms.

In early spring I sit down on the old grass of winter and breathe in the newness rising from the earth.
In the roots, life is gathering in shy waves of power. After awhile if I breathe deeply and slowly, drinking in the watery, magical air, I feel a union with something larger, fuller, whole.

Just for a moment I move in harmony with one complex and dedicated design. I suppose that is
"Spirit" ~ The larger configuration, but so is each blade of grass my footsteps crush.

 I am a grounded creature, and I must answer mail, return phone calls and deal with the daily trivia of life.Each spring, though, the grass reminds me that if it is true spirit, flesh and nature are on and the same, its also clear that at times, the connection between them falters...

With each breath though, we can absorb life, as if drawing the first breath ever, and we we sleep, we can slip away in the peaceful bliss of not knowing who we are.

Dying to the light of winter, springing fiercely into air beneath the hand of the sun, grass is deathless, eager, humble...and we, we can be that way too, but it takes great effort to forget ourselves completely enough to know this, "Spirit" is the peaceful knowing of ALL things, only
grass recalls what tracks we left as we ran forward to catch hold of our bodies on their journey thru this world.