Lost in Txtlation

These are the cookie crumbs for my depreciating mind.

Category: Relations/Romance (Page 3 of 3)

We are walls..

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We are walls, we’re watching you with out eyes…

We are walls, we’re watching you give in…

We are walls, we protect you from what’s outside…

We are walls, we’re watching you with out eyes…

If you cry, we can hear…

It’s your tears that won’t appear…

If you yell we will hold,

If you fall we won’t know…

We are walls.

Hold your fists way up high,

scream and shout jump and cry…

Lets us know you gave in,

Let it out we’ll hold it in.

We are walls, we’re watching you with out eyes…

We are walls, we’re watching you give in…

We are walls, we protect you from what’s outside…

We are walls, we’re watching you with out eyes…

You fall to your knees…

You lift your head to me…

Your eyes emotions bleed,

The blood dripping with need.

We are walls, we’re watching you with out eyes…

We are walls, we’re watching you give in…

We are walls, we protect you from what’s outside…

We are walls, we’re watching you with out eyes…

Reads like a song, sections in with poetry.. not sure yet.. prolly not done either.

I want those thoughtless highschool nights back…

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So as I reminisce to those moments in high school that I hated. Ya know anytime in high school. lol Ok so I have been thinking of those simple nights in which I sat there with a girl in my arms. We would kiss, we would talk about very little, hardly scratch the surface of each other’s lives, as there was little surface to scratch back then. Yet we would be content. Regardless of the drama caused by all the world around us, we managed to live it up and enjoy each moment, even enjoy a small amount of cat and mouse. Continue reading

Starting New… but with the past as a building block for me and you.

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Starring straight up…
A moon so bright shines down on me.
Squinting as it glares through my glass spectacles.
A brisk air is gently passing over my uncovered body as I walk…
A straight line…
Above me hang natures green silhouettes of life.
Perhaps they will push down and touch me.
Perhaps not.
A few more hours until a new step is taken.
Although as I walk I take many.
If anything, as straight as I am walking this is not the same path I saw in the daylight.
The ground is colder,
The walls are lighter,
The trees darker,
The leaves creating a labyrinth like entrance…
Barely able to make out anything other than the gently lit house, mustang in the driveway.
A new sound in my ears.
Ahh music…
Without it, I would be lost.
So, while walking this metaphorical path down a street still new to me…
I think, and realize…
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There are days where I am alone.

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There are days where I am alone. There are times when I sit and just stare. Today is one of those days. I feel lost at times. To write things down does help. Some of my toughest times were written down, in a book, that I later put a nail through… now that book belongs to my sister and I hope it helps, but that is not what I am here to write about, but this is my blurb so deal.

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As time goes on, the apple rots.(title pending)

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Why is it that we find it necessary to carry on multiple relationships rather than taking our time with one. If you are interested in a person, then perhaps you should take the time from your life to enjoy that moment. Why multi task a pleasure filled activity such as human connection. While I understand the American attitude of productivity, I lose it with the idea that life can only give you so many apples at a time. But the societal norm is pushing you to be multi tasking yourself more and more. This numbers game, especially when you find someone who peaks your interest, is likely hurting our own ability to slow down and smell the roses. But we have ourselves convinces if we don’t take on 5-10 people at once, the clock will continue to tick, eventually with me alone. But could it be, the lack time we give each person, that will eventually leave us to find out, one day, due to not stopping and letting another person into our lives in a meaningful way, we are just alone.

That fear of missing out is the driving force that makes us take those apples and quickly shine them on our shirt, then take a bite.  No time to taste, no time to inspect for worms, no time to hear the satisfying noise as your teeth sink into the tough outer skin and into the soft juicy center. We even crunch through the seeds, crushing what could give birth to another person in our life. The sprint for another life, another turn, another moment, another yearn. Your clock has already stopped you are just going to fast to hear the ticking stop. A simple rhyme to make the point, but this whole rant is still a bit disjoint.

Now what if you were to take that apple and eat every bite, but instead of licking your lips and be satisfied with the hunger you have filled. Take a moment, find the seeds, plant them outside, water them until they can blossom.  Now as you watch it grow you can decide and think I am in the mood for an orange now, or perhaps now that you can watch this small seed grow into the bright lustrous apple, shinning brightly on the outside and sweetly fragile on the inside, you realize there is no need to change your taste, you love the taste of apples everyday. Some think you must taste it all to fulfill a lifetime, but is it realistic to acquire every taste only to find out the first was the best?

So if you mix a strawberry with a banana, you will taste the strawberry not he banana. If you mix a lemon with a lime you will not know which is sour and which is sweet. So all food aside, why not, instead of rushing to perfection, take a blind, exciting leap. But without your eyes shut, and able to see the ledge ahead, because you know, if the taste is not to your palette, you can always find another treat. The food, didn’t hurt you, it just refined your palette. Food may rot, and life grow old, but happiness is forever, don’t let go.

LFG – Looking For Girl

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If you are ever interested LFG to sit under trees and stare at the sky,
LFG to sit in the sun and only feel each others warmth,
LFG to kiss past their lips and to their mind,
LFG to spend time;
Through server crashes and unknown disconnects,
Able to do it again and again,
Each time a different rollback.

So if you’re interested.. PST me.

Although we may have had a noggenfogger potion used when jumping from the top of Ironforge,
We both landed at an unfamiliar flight point.
But able to use our now cooled down hearthstones to return.
And with that in mind I can say with confidence LFG.

So before I let you go off to another group,
And get saved to their raid timer,
I figured I would let you know LFG,
One spot left,
Healers preferred (LOL)
Nah, its cool, you can be a rogue too, but hey this isn’t that kind of blurb.

Just make sure you are ok with a wipe or two and have enough gold for repairs.
I know my armor is a little broken from time and I see yours is worn as well.
The cool part is this instance won’t reset in a week,
We can take our time clearing the trash mobs till we feel comfortable to take on the elites.

First Impressions

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First impressions.
They seem to be harder these days.
See these words?
Of course, you and I both have eyes.
But can you actually read them?
Probably.
But that is where it is lost.
Lost in translation to say the least.
I have a very thick top layer.
And I will give you it.
It is the deeper layers that you will have to try for.
But by the time you absorb the first, will you be gone?
Perhaps…
Especially with each encounter being like this.
A simple word here and there…
Signed on
Signed off
Not a way to be me.
It’s like a mirror.
You see yourself,
But take that mirror and photograph it.
Not the same.
But if you keep the image in your mind from the mirror,
Go out and exchange your image with others…
Then you are you and they see…
You can be…
No image…
No commercial…
No buddy icon…
No logging off…
No Afk…
No abbreviation for this encounter…
Just raw truth,
Which is a hump itself…
As you will now have to absorb me.
Through my eyes I see the world,
Through yours can you see mine?

Intro to Lost in Txtlation

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Welcome to ‘Lost in Txtlation’, a podcast delving beyond ‘I love you’, with a focus on why Love is Not Enough. Hosted by me, Tristan Pope, who believes love is an action. The show explores online dating trends and delves into my many “stream of conscious” threads of thought, a ‘choose your own adventure’ of sorts, as you navigate through topics on love, relationships, romance, compromise, and self-discovery. Each episode sparks conversations, deepening our understanding of love’s intricate puzzle.

Whether you’re navigating the waters of a relationship, seeking inspiration, or simply curious about the musings of someone who has pondered the intricacies of love, this podcast is for you. I shares snippets of my own stream of consciousness, touching on moments that have resonated with listeners, helping them escape toxic relationships, appreciate their own ideals of love, and feel less alone in their journey.

Join me as we embark on a journey exploring my thoughts on the above in the pursuit of self-discovery. Each episode is a chapter in this narrative, offering insights that have sparked conversations, debates, and a deeper understanding of the intricate puzzle that is love. So, whether you’re in search of guidance or simply eager for an open conversation in audio format, ‘Lost in Txtlation’ invites you to explore the diverse facets of dating, love, and relationships.

So again, think of this as a choose your own adventure. The breadcrumbs of a depreciating mind, but instead of in a formation to make the path home, scattered about the forest ready for immediate consumption. So feel free to skip or jump around to an entry that interests or perhaps resonates with you. This is my journal, unabated, stream of consciousness, with the intent of another reading/listening to it. A conversation to myself, waiting for you to respond.

Feel free to use the Q/A section of this podcast if listening on Spotify.

You can also go to Lostintxtlation.com where there is an Ask Me Anything section. Here you can ask a any questions (anonymously or not) about this Podcast, your experiences, or a relationships of your own. Think of it as us having a conversation, where I spoke longer and now I am waiting for you to respond.

You can also contact me via email lostintxtlation(at)gmail.com or the contact form at lostintxtlation.com if you wish to be a guest on the Podcast. I plan to do more open discussions in the future, a conversation between two people going through this strange dating world, so feel free to reach out!

I consider my writing to be an open discussion, not something set in stone. I often pick a side of the fence, not because I want to be right or wrong, but to not teter and being very open to hearing about the other side, no matter what color the grass may be. Feel free to ask me anything! I’m here to listen! What’s on your mind?

I think this is the perfect medium for my writing, as it allows me to interject my inflection in a world lost in txtlations.

Welcome to the podcast where love is more than just a word—it’s an ongoing exploration of our own self conscious and self consciousness.

There is a pre-requisite to my writing, now turned podcast that I think I should read prior as well, so here it is.

 

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