the_master_of_much_more lostgirl more than you know... your meditative calm, and eastern influence commands my compliance with emptying the psyche, demanding clarity, focus. and as the grip of negativity slips away like a gentle stream's current spiriting away a wayward broken tree branch, fear is replaced with new relative positive white energy for black by trading troubled thoughts, doubts, for temporary physical pain for quivering muscles exerting you stretch connections beyond, challenging in ever-changing unexpected ways your hands are like magnets your blue eyes alternate feigned anger with gentleness, as they monitor with the sharpness of an eagle. (your perception astonishes me) "again, and again, and again" your attempt at stern words is not lost on me, for i am a student with a voracious appetite for learning i despise fighting, and avoid confrontation like it's my job... you understand this yet you teach my body to listen with your heart and soul pouring out of your discipline and i sip it slowly like a wary thirsty sponge you have become aware of me and you counsel without judgement, you see my tears, you acknowledge them and you tell me without words that i must continue. carry on carry the weight with the strength i possess stimulus equals response and out of the ashes of what appears violent rises the beauty, the magnificence, the strength, the art with acquired quiet confidence inside_and_out and my soul learns.... to understand and accept the physical limitations and mental challenges of being human "this is the goal, ma'am" (thank you, sir.) 100814 what's it to you? who go blather from