Ivy Tied Up |

I’ve been asked why Ivy Tied Up many times. I’ve written about the meaning in the past. I’ve written about the common, easy to understand meaning before. The tied up part seems to confuse and intrigue people.. The number of people who find this blog daily based on the term “tied up” would seem to justify the last statement..

There are many reasons why I chose tied up. So many reasons. Some are fairly easy to understand. Some are a bit more complex. Some are just really far out there and very hard for people to 1. understand and 2. comprehend. Those I wont go into. Its just too much.

Tied up describes my emotions more than anything. It describes the state of mind I often find myself in. It describes the feeling when I find myself yearning for more than what I’ve got. It describes the feelings I have when I find myself drawn into something I can’t get out of. It describes my feelings when I find myself needing something to calm the fire.

The fire that burns and pulls and doesn’t stop till its consumed everything inside me. Till I’m ready to scream for less yet beg for more. The fire that comes from my stomach and burns outward till my entire self is nothing but burning embers and smokey ashes.

I don’t know what to do when I get like that. Like THIS. I want so much. All the time. Nothing calms the want. The need. For everything. The restless desire.. I can feel it building and climbing to that level that goes beyond what I can control. It ignites a passion that wont die. Its so alive. So real. So electric. Every breathe is so much more. It takes everything inside and its all tied up because everything is electrified. You can’t touch the high. Its like walking the high wire with out a net below. There are very few things that compare. Its like being constantly on the verge of a massive orgasm. Your whole body is on fire. Its seeping out of your pores.. You can’t ignore it.. You can’t get it out.. Nothing kills the flame. Nothing kills the desire, the passion, the wanting, yearning, wanting more. It doesn’t stop. Then everything..is all tied up..

There is more.. Lots more.. But I’ve got to go do something other than sit here or I’m going to explode..