Dusty Balls

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Dusty Balls is inspired by a true story. A story that some of have you have seen first hand. About that sometimes Christmas tree, sometimes “artwork” that adorned the sitting room in my house for two years!
The balls have long since been dusted but the memory remains. I thought it would be a good title for a new story.  David Goldon

 
Yes, as soon as 1January arrived, the Christmas tree – that took 4 days to decorate – became “art” instead of decoration.  I was not about to take down something that took so much work to create after only 1 month.  🙂  Then it was “Christmas In July”, then it was the next Christmas… 😉   That “work of art” will never be done again … by me at least.  Just a few fairy lights and decorations around the house are enough now.  Big Gay Santa is my contribution to this FREE eBook. ~ Michael Young

 
You can download these two stories for free in several different formats from the Smashwords link:     https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/763421

 

 

 

 

Running Forward, Dancing Back

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Here’s a lyric that’s waiting for its melody ….

 

Running Forward, Dancing Back

 

You could be my dream come true

All I want is all of you

All this flirting never ends

Then you say we’re only friends

 

Is this real or fantasy

Are you playing games with me?

Are you feeding me a lie?

Waiting for my heart to die

 

 

It’s foolish to deny, don’t try to run away

It’s plain for all to see, the truth you never say

But we keep running down this track

Three steps forward, Two steps back

So look me in the eye and tell me what you see

Just say what’s on your mind and what you want from me

Then we keep dancing down this track

Two steps forward, One step back

 

 

Why do I keep coming back?

For another charm attack

I just only want to please

All you ever do is tease

 

Others see the games you play

Tell me I should walk away

I let you make all the rules

Smile at me and I’m your fool

 

 

I have to wonder why, you’re choosing to deny

This tension is so real, this fire that we feel

But we keep running down this track

Three steps forward, Two steps back

It’s driving me insane, this life of endless pain

I’ve nothing left to lose; it’s time for you to choose

Then we keep dancing down this track

Two steps forward, One step back

 

 

So many sleepless nights wishing you were here

Holding you close to feel you breathe, your naked body touching mine

So many dreams of what we’d do if you were here

I could taste you, kiss you, tease you, please you, wrap my love around you

 

 

See the goal but then it’s gone

Always stringing me along

I’ve laid my truth on the line

Why do you still waste my time?

 

Throw away the foolish rules

Made to chain the weaker fools

Here is where we’re meant to be

Take me now or set me free.

 

 

 

I have to wonder why, you’re choosing to deny

This tension is so real, this fire that we feel

But we keep running down this track

Three steps forward, Two steps back

 

So look me in the eye and tell me what you see

Just say what’s on your mind and what you want from me

Then we keep dancing down this track

Two steps forward, One step back

 

It’s foolish to deny, don’t try to run away

It’s plain for all to see, the truth you never say

But we keep running down this track

Three steps forward, Two steps back

 

It’s driving me insane, this life of endless pain

I’ve nothing left to lose; it’s time for you to choose

Then we keep dancing down this track

Two steps forward, One step back

 

 

Three steps forward, Two steps back

 

Two steps forward, One step back

 

Running forward,

 

Dancing back.

 

©Michael Young 2017

 

 

Running Blind

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Here’s another piece of verse I wrote called Running Blind which relates to my escape from the job I hated

 

I was running when I thought I was walking

Thought I was walking but it seems I was falling

I was dying when I thought I was living

Thought I was living but it seems I was lying

 

 

Trying to be heard through the chaos

Of voices never listening

Hearing vacant words of confusion

From the hearts never learning

Swept forward by time to somewhere

Not sure how to get there

The drone of routine and safety

That still leads to nowhere

 

 

I was breathing when I thought I was laughing

Thought I was laughing but it seems I was screaming

I was crying when I thought I was singing

Thought I was singing when it seems I was breaking

 

 

When I fell I came down so hard

Could see no way ahead

I just knew I could not go back

To the way that it had been

It’s so clear the cracks were showing

My pain had been denied

So now I know I could not see

The writing on the wall

 

 

I was stumbling when I thought I was dancing

Thought I was dancing but it seems I’m the fool

I was caged there when I thought I was moving

Thought I was moving now I see I had died

 

 

I was running when I thought I was walking

Thought I was walking but it seems that I fell

I was lying when I thought I was living

Thought I was living but I’m still running blind.

 

 

©MICHAEL YOUNG 2017

WALK, THEN RUN

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Footsteps

All is in control but control is really freedom and peace comes from believing that the Universe is the one who orders every footprint in the sand.  The footprints in the sand before you are there from your future but the future, the past, the present are all one.  We are ‘in time’ but time is a created illusion and that illusion is shared by us all.  We need to step out of the illusion and walk in the realisation that we are all one, we are all starlight, we are all free to be and to live and to exist in our pure state of existence …that of peace and love.

 

As we first learn to exist in only peace and love we can begin to walk in that state through our world around us and spread that powerful reality of our new existence to those around us.  To those who we encounter every day and also to those we do not see face to face or in our physical locality but to anyone we hold in our mind and reach out to with our heart.  No matter how near or how far they may be we can still reach them, touch them with our spirit and our love, share our light across any distance or indeed across any time line.

 

We can heal the hurts from the past and even reach into the future to heal those we will encounter along the path ahead of us.  Outside of our ‘reality’ time does not exist, so we can move from here to there as if we are walking from one room to the next, as if we are stepping from this current moment in our timeline to any other moment before or after what we perceive as ‘now’.  Our body may be locked into this linear journey of time like a train on a pre-laid track but our spirit and our love never need to obey that limitation.

 

As we grow stronger in our spirit-deep realisation of all these truths we can then start to run, not just walk, with an awe-inspiring sense of freedom and peace that others will long to attain.  Others around us will be swept up in the breathtaking power of our freedom and motion and inspired to find what we have.  Their journey will be their journey, our journey will be our journey, but the sheer force of forward moving freedom will raise those around us up onto their feet, like they were once lame but through a miracle they can walk again.  The child within them, the innocent, free, powerful child they were born as will recognise what they had, what they were, what they again can be and what they unquestionably are destined to be.

 

We find our freedom, our path and we walk and then run for ourselves because we are driven by our spirit to achieve the freedom we were born with.  The result of us doing what we must for ourselves is that it empowers and inspires and releases and uplifts others to do the same for themselves.

 

We spent much of our life sitting, waiting, fearing, hoping, trying, failing, questioning, doubting only because the world has been programming us to stay downtrodden and controlled and limited and restricted and abused for all of our lives.  We simply must CHOOSE to look up, to stand up, to walk and then to run.  Then we realise that we can fly and that our wings have always been there, they are our faith, and once we can dare to spread our faith and use it we realise that we can fly … that we always could … we simple chose to believe we couldn’t.

 

As simply as we can choose to believe … WE CAN!

 

©MICHAEL YOUNG 2017

  

 

The piece above was created through an ‘automatic writing’ exercise in a wonderful spiritual workshop conducted by DEREK BARKER.  Werribee 8Oct2017.

 

World Be Gone

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This was written a few days after the major drama I had at my former work which eventually led me to resign eight weeks later. When I saw this image I said: “That is EXACTLY how I feel” and I wrote this piece within half an hour! Stay tuned for more about that explosive time in my upcoming posts…

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