have you ever sat there and thought, deeply about the likes and needs, each different, your own unique.what cravings you have, how you desire them filled, then when not it becomes a all encompassing craving that starts eating fron deep within, the need getting so overwhelming that you will do anything to stop it.the addicting nature of each craving, dealing soft blows at first, then harsher ones as thoughts run wild, begging you to allow their calling,screaming until you allow  the part lose within you to run rampant with its desire. what to do at such a junction, how to control such desires, when they get wantonly out of place. why they begin and where do they end. sometimes thoughts are there asking for answers, and no answers are willing to be found

my heads still ringing, and my ears, saliva rocked tonight in Littlerock, hoobastank and shinedown were awesome. wonderful concert by talented musicians, it rocked all the way .

omg crossfade and ten years do such a wicked concert, the moshpit's were incrediable, had to put it in if Yyou get a chance the concert rocks

a thought to ponder, once upon a time i heard a saying,the first person to accuse, is usually the one doing it, also he who points the finger first, must be reacting out of guilt, another version is people who live in glass houses shouldnt throw stones. this i think of today, as i thought of back then, each having its own way of looking at each saying. then i thought of the churches, and the times where they accused, but the siners were not the congragation, but the preachers themselves. now i look to political realms, where i see in politics, the world of deciet, and corruption. but that is on a broader range. people in general seem to forget these lessons that were once taught, wishing to throw doubt on others, to bring them down, yet make themselves look all the mightier. sometimes when i think of these things, yet look around, my thoughts are the world is made of many types, but perhaps if these words are headed, watched and learned from, we in general wouldnt be so anxious to cast that first stone 

off the shores of the land, apromise of new, worlds collide wonders askew the new world that you thought bright and clear turns murky within, the waters dark blue.churning with ripples they skew to and from deeping the depths the reach out to behold