Lightning in a Bottle Blue

*I've been wearing blue, all weekend through, i know he is resting in peace and there is nothing i can do.
I am in the solarium of an aquarium and im starin' at them, shouldn't be carin' bout them, instead sharin' them. So many fish. Bright orange and blue. Pacific ocean is once where i swam too.  Back to the warmth. Time to migrate to the gate of something that i just ate that wasn't blue nore pink;  it was a green color with a good stink. I take my wrist and make a fist don't make me twist. For clocks tick and I am the music. Each click of the metronome in tone with the harmony of our sound.
R.I.P. Andy Irons

*I had a dream that i was lightning in a bottle. Literally. Like the dream where i was dubstep. I litereally became it. I felt like it was like to be lightening stuck in a bottle. Vigiriously charged atoms, nuetrons and protons, bouncing off, no where to go but another corner. The intensity makes it glow like fire as the energy builds up. Back and forth it goes around and around the Bottle. It can't escape.
 Lighting in a bottle.

* When we are happy our mind expands, our counsciousness is loose and open. When we are sad or angry our consciousness contracts. We are closed. Closed off too energies, to learning. I am so happy to be open. I saw this quote today on an inspirational card, as cliche' as it sounds it really hit me. it said, " In our pusuite of happiness, we have to stop and just be happy". I am happy. I am greatful. I am open. I am me. :)