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JOMAMMA

IN SEARCH FOR TRUTH & THE TRUE

About Me

LIFE IS GREAT, EVEN WHEN IT SUCKS. ENJOY EVERY SECOND. WHEN IN TRAFFIC, I USE THAT
OPPORTUNITY TO LOOK AT THE PAINFULLY BEAUTIFUL SKY THAT RARELY GETS
RECOGNIZED. (HOPELESS ROMANTIC) I LIKE TO FIND HUMOR IN EVERYTHING. I HAVE TO ADMIT, THOUGH, I AM A
BIT SARCASTIC, WHEN I SAY A BIT, I MEAN VERY MUCH SO ;)~ I HAVE ADHD (DIAGNOSED)
SO I TRY TO DO TOO MANY THNGS AT THE SAME TIME AND SOMETIMES GET DISTRACTED
WHEN PEOPLE TALK FOR TOO LONG. I LOVE ADVENTURES AND AM PRETTY MUCH DOWN
FOR WHATEVER, NO FEAR. I LOVE LOVING AND HAVE A LOT TO GIVE. I TRULY LOVE MY
FRIENDS. I TRY TO ALWAYS BE CONSIDERATE AND NEVER SELFISH, ALTHOUGH, I'M
NOWHERE NEAR PERFECT. I TRULY VALUE HONESTY AND BELIEVE TRUTH IS THE BASIS OF
ANYTHING POSITIVE IN LIFE. I PARTY HARD, BUT DON'T MESS AROUND. I'M IN SEARCH OF
MY SOULMATE BUT IN NO RUSH TO GET MARRIED OR HAVE KIDS; ALTHOUGH I WILL
EVENTUALLY, I PLAN TO REALLY ENJOY THIS STAGE OF MY LIFE BEFORE EMBARKING ON A NEW
ONE. LIVE LIFE PASSIONATELY.
Have Fun*Take Care*Be Free**God First**
...Fcuk the fake friend request bullsiht...

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

I'D LIKE TO MEET THE FEW REAL PEOPLE LEFT IN THIS WORLD

I LOVE: ADRENALINE RUSHES ** DRIVING ** BLAZING ** PLAYING POOL ** OBSERVING PEOPLE AND THEIR REACTIONS ** LEARNING AS MUCH AS POSSIBLE FROM EVERYONE AND EVERYTHING ** BEING THE BEST PERSON I CAN BE ** WRITTING POETRY ** PLAYING ALL TYPES OF SPORTS - FAVORITES: FOOTBALL, ROLLER HOCKEY, & WRESTLING ** MUSIC MANIAC

~~~TRUE LOVE~~~
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------- Simple Pleasures -------

Sometimes Disappearing

Its all the same.
Everyone goes at one point or another,
From my life in and out.
Maybe its not them at all.
Maybe its me going out and in of my life.
Maybe its me that gets lost or sells out.
Sometimes I cant find myself,
Maybe they cant either.
So they compensate, as expected,
And pretend Im not really there.
Invisible to feelings, they act.
With out caution for me because Im not here.

Im not at home.
Im not in my car.
Im not inside me.
Im not moving.
I only fluctuate in and out of happiness and peace;
Though different, one in the same.
Like me:
All different entities,
Together,
Trapped,
Trying to go free.
When one escapes, Im gone with it.
Its not even all about me anyway.
Who cares?
Only my-selves.

Good vs Evil - True Story

Did God create everything that exists? Does evil exist? Did God create evil? A University professor at a well known institution of higher learning challenged his students with this question. "Did God create everything that exists?"
A student bravely replied, "Yes he did!"
"God created everything?" The professor asked.
"Yes sir, he certainly did," the student replied.
The professor answered, "If God created everything; then God created evil. And, since evil exists, and according to the principal that our works define who we are, then we can assume God is evil." The student became quiet and did not answer the professor's hypothetical definition. The professor, quite pleased with himself, boasted to the students that he had proven once more that the Christian faith was a myth.
Another student raised his hand and said, "May I ask you a question, professor?"
"Of course", replied the professor.
The student stood up and asked, "Professor, does cold exist?"
"What kind of question is this? Of course it exists. Have you never been cold?"
The other students snickered at the young man's question.
The young man replied, "In fact sir, cold does not exist. According to the laws of physics, what we consider cold is in reality the absence of heat. Every body or object is susceptible to study when it has or transmits energy, and heat is what makes a body or matter have or transmit energy. Absolute zero (-460F) is the total absence of heat; and all matter becomes inert and incapable of reaction at that temperature. Cold does not exist. We have created this word to describe how we feel if we have no heat."
The student continued, "Professor, does darkness exist?"
The professor responded, "Of course it does."
The student replied, "Once again you are wrong sir, darkness does not exist either. Darkness is in reality the absence of light. Light we can study, but not darkness. In fact, we can use Newton's prism to break white light into many colors and study the various wavelengths of each color. You cannot measure darkness. A simple ray of light can break into a world of darkness and illuminate it. How can you know how dark a certain space is? You measure the amount of light present. Isn't this correct? Darkness is a term used by man to describe what happens when there is no light present."
Finally the young man asked the professor, "Sir, does evil exist?"
Now uncertain, the professor responded, "Of course, as I have already said. We see it everyday. It is in the daily examples of man's inhumanity to man. It is in the multitude of crime and violence everywhere in the world. These manifestations are nothing else but evil.
To this the student replied, "Evil does not exist, sir, or at least it does not exist unto itself. Evil is simply the absence of God. It is just like darkness and cold, a word that man has created to describe the absence of God. God did not create evil. Evil is the result of what happens when man does not have God's love present in his heart. It's like the cold that comes when there is no heat, or the darkness that comes when there is no light."
The professor sat down.
The young man's name -- Albert Einstein

Existence

I yearn to cry blood
I would feel better
Tears dont get it all out
Theyre not thick enough to hold my agony
It slips through
I suppose nothing will ever be enough to release myself

Tears evaporate and when they do
My pain comes back to me
I need something to keep it forever
Blood would dry and my misery would remain locked inside
Like its locked inside me

It keeps struggling to get out
I feel sorry for it
Its doomed for an eternity to be trapped in my realm
Because when it finally escapes, it soon returns to me
Maybe it was wicked in its past life and is in hell now
I think its paid its due

Maybe Im in hell
Maybe this is my torture
Sensitivity at its worst
I must have been truly heinous
A real bitch
No, life is too fine for that

Maybe its all in my head
Maybe Im not even crying
I am kinda psycho
Maybe pain isnt real
Or too real to exist
Maybe I dont exist
Im just a figment of my imagination
Maybe Im pain personified
Or Im here to devour all the torment of the universe
And tears are just my feces

Something went wrong, though
None of the anguish I eat is coming out
Will I explode
Or worse: not explode

Too blurry to tell
Will I never know what I am?
What my tears are
Where the pain goes
Poor pain

Its not sufficient
Cant stop contemplating
Cant let myself cease or Ill see again
I need things to stay opaque
Clarity is overrated and might destroy my agony

Then what will be left of me?
Thats all I am
Or maybe Im just someones never-ending nightmare
The poor soul is in a comma and is loved too much to be set free
At least were in it together

------- Close Encounters -------

Felix the House Cat ~ Mr. Cheeks ~ Donald Glaud ~ Danny Tenaglia ~ DJ Craze ~ Mendez

Cumming Forth

I begin to lose myself in-between the waves of friction,
While my mind explores the realm of my senses.
I spread my legs wider to deepen penetration,
When a sensation begins to form within me.
It starts off faint and grows in pulses.
The heat of our two bodies fills my blood with a warmth,
That travels in ripples from my clitoris outwards,
Until my whole body shivers from the overwhelming sensitivity.
I cant control myself any longer.
My imagination multiplies the impulse that has taken over my being,
And fills me with raw desire,
Followed by an explosion of pleasure.
Juices excrete from my insides,
And cause my back to arch and my body to tremble.
A cry originating from deep within me is released as a moan,
So true and out of my control.
For that one moment liquid ecstasy fills my veins,
And massages my brain.
The feelings then subside providing relief,
And most of all satisfaction.

----- Everyday Fun -----

*HEROES: GOD; MOST TRUE HEROES ARE RARELY RECOGNIZED

*MOVIES: BOONDOCK SAINTS - THE BEST MOVIE OF ALL TIME, THE SAINT, BLOOD IN BLOOD OUT, BELLY
*MUSIC: ANYTHING JAMMIN' -- HIP HOP; DRUM N BASS; TRANCE; JUNGLE; HOUSE; TRIP HOP -- TUPAC, AK1200, TIESTO, BAHAMADIA, PORTISHEAD, DIESEL BOY, NAS, TRICK DADDY, SASHA, BONE THUGS, MORCHEEBA *BOOKS: ANY JOHN GRISHAM, "THE GIVER", "ONE", "THE FOOTPRINTS OF GOD"



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Cumming Forth

Cumming Forth   I begin to lose myself in-between the waves of friction, While my mind explores the realm of my senses. I spread my legs wider to deepen penetration, When a sensation begins to fo...
Posted by JOMAMMA on Tue, 14 Mar 2006 12:08:00 PST

Existence

Existence   I yearn to cry blood I would feel better Tears don't get it all out They're not thick enough to hold my agony It slips through I suppose nothing will ever be enough to release myself ...
Posted by JOMAMMA on Tue, 14 Mar 2006 12:07:00 PST

Routine

Routine   As I walked through the door the tension snapped the hinge. Thinking of the coming torture, I couldn't help but cringe, Like extracting my cerebrum using a syringe. I looked into their ...
Posted by JOMAMMA on Tue, 14 Mar 2006 12:00:00 PST

Me With Out You

Me With Out You   I handed you my love for free, But didn't think you wouldn't pay. Looking through a crystal you'd see, It's not what you didn't say.   Forever clear the problem was me, Til...
Posted by JOMAMMA on Tue, 14 Mar 2006 11:57:00 PST