delightfully uttered

...cold and indifferent, you say.
I don't think you'd want me any other way.

It's not what you think it's what you believe.  Patricia '96

into

Break your heart in two; a piece for me a piece for you

It's not what you think it's what you believe.  Patricia '96

The wind, but you can't see it.


It's not what you think it's what you believe.  Patricia '96

dilemna

If no one thought it was wrong why would anyone try to make it right?



It's not what you think it's what you believe.  Patricia '96

the River flows

A few years back a woman was chronicling her time spent living along a river. I wrote to tell her I liked her poetry. She explained it wasn't poetry it was her life. She sent me a lovely image of the river. I sent her this image of a stream I photographed hiking one day. She sent me the words, that I put on to this image.

"There is no displacement of Her Love. 
That it be held to Truth - the River flows."

It's not what you think it's what you believe.  Patricia '96

Reacting to justified ideas.

People want to be lied to.
Knowing why has too many variables.
The trouble with figuring it out is, you never really know.
People studying the phenomenon want the lie too.
Tell the truth like your under oath, you will see.


It's not what you think it's what you believe.  Patricia '96

Can you see how far away

Does it call you closer. Does it seem too long. Is the view clear. When the path is blocked and your view obscured, do you rely on memories. Do you trick your senses, try to be a better person. Do you always have to be the better person. Does your inspiration leave you weak. Are you energized by your passions. Is there really a point of no turning back. Does ordinary seep into your soul. I wanted to see damnation. It was promised to me as the only thing certain.


It's not what you think it's what you believe.  Patricia '96