pleading heart..!

Have you forgotten about me Jones, each day I sit in this cage, beating, supplying, pumping and working. All to maintain your life, your sense of being. Sure from time to time I miss a beat or get welled up in your chest. But I provide all I can for you and I've worked and studied for 32 years, the ways of love, of human interaction, of being human and no matter how I say it to you, you still seem to ignore what I'm saying.Share me with a man, give me to a man...Open me to a man, I as your heart and center have so much to offer, so much to give, so much to share with him.....I ack with the thought of breaking and giving up at the thought of alone, at the notion that I'll never feel another true and strong rhythm next to mine that another of my kind won't reach back to touch me. What must I do to get you to listen?!? Do as i ask or soon I'll go on strike!...

Process...process...processssss....

I keep going through my process, this one the whole life thing and I look at it wondering where this moment in my process is going. Am I gathering power, becoming a stronger better me? Am I winding down about to fade out of the ether and the fabrics of time and life? I have no idea! I do know how ever, that I'll keep moving forward and see where it takes me. Maybe I'm meant to become something great after this, to be something humble but able.