being evil was a search for true benevolence,
all my freedom was bought with credit, my time was my way
-you can’t get away with this,
remember, it’s only a matter of time
where will you run to ?
-the boss says its OK, that’s me
why would you do that to yourself,
-your freedom was bought on credit
breaking even seems like a gamblers nightmare
-the hardest thing to see is what is visible.
I think we all have problems, it just manifest its self differently from person to person. To be honest I have a problem with the way my body thinks, I have a tendency to over think “out”, and anyone who says they’ve never had a thought of doubt in them or their ups and downs seems a little unreal-
Anyways you should think about it, and if you want a thinker I’m here-
although you might not have what it takes not to be, maybe there’s much more things that are greater for you to become? and just being able to be is something you can do along the way to achieving that. beauty is temporal- for humans on the outside, and inside so it should not be a lasting desire but merely something to show sequence in life-
sadness can be engulfing like the stank humidity of an undersea city, with just one search for happiness the sadness can be confronted, even when its OK , one can sink into the depths of the sadness, even when ushered through the impossible one still will be engulfed within the difficulty of it, -happiness can be found in sadness sinking to your death a fight against the sadness can be futile.
this letter is from yesterday- and the day falls short of its time,
when had this all begun, yesterday-
and it was
in the stream of consciousness that freewill is not present
oh’ the beauty of the form
you don’t understand my words-
a love letter from yesterday, tells you nothing about the day
or much about what it meant
perfection leads to determined outcomes
the only way to execute freewill
You don’t want these words, they’re strung together by a mind that’s warped outside in-
she taught me to be patient
she showed me passion and guided me in a violent manner
then remember when you were young-
she taught me humility and exploited my evils
legends are forever, sometimes forgetting is forever and forgiveness comes in the end
but in the new beginning
the moon was mine and my wild crazy thoughts swirled
exposed its light- the reflection was mine
she taught me to care for my self,
take care she whispered
and deviated me from my own ideas
and this is my parting letter
the words that will tell you the other place is (ok) for me
it’s important to say because we never wanted to stay-
the best gift was that of everything and everything is nothing all at once
fear was what they made me feel and others felt my wrath
take me home and let me show you who we could be when we don’t worry about anything and everything-
don’t laugh you’ll be there one day (where now we go, you will too)
and to say it was said before has no meaning when no one can speak in the nothing
and everything is said and still nothing is heard the same- silent noise
fooling on hills
He’s a scared man
half way to being who he is
half way gone from where he came from and who he was
that’s the choice the ultimate joist
the hitch is made and its pull, is loaded
the person he had become had come to soon and just a bit late,
the duality of the good and the bad
grabbed a hold of his heart and drained its’ romance
and it is a confusing story to say the least and death was on the horizon
like to have something you had no idea of.
The after reflection in pride, and shame.
With all admiration in the world ,
there is nothing like loyalty,
a gracious resolve, and a reservoir of hope.
lets revisit the topic
its circular duality of opposites
we can start off with a definition
following through only to redefine concepts
only static things are perfect
once again subscribe to the rule
there is no better there is only different
double trouble of a reality bubble
we desire reflection of who we are and are not
he was addicted beyond hitting rock bottom,
responsible addicts plan for the circumstances
the apathy is alienated amongst all chains of denial
as addicts do they reason and turn fate into faith
when he knew it was too much, he traded his addiction
all else failed except for obsession
confessing his withdrawals, the only thing he had, left him-
self destruction comes quick and -contrary to a steady pyramid
even the best can become opposite to themselves
It was my turn to say sorry-
but have you ever thought that people lie.
So whats in a word, a string of letters uttered by a voice.
What does it matter if belief is lost from the beginning?
Apologies are just masks of the true issues at hand, that for some reason can not be discussed?
More questions arise from apologies, why would you say that?
First and foremost there is a disconnection. What are we talking about? If one person for any reason doesn’t say what is needed they have nonetheless showed a reflection of the truth the obscure reality that occurs simultaneously to everyone. It is hard to believe that a reality apart from the life one person lives is consistent. All your thoughts may be in tune with the harmony of living but, still- what’s in a word called sorry? How can you say there is no real way of knowing that nothing has to be said, and the mystery will always remain as much as it will ever of the alternatives. When two people pass each other- they don’t even notice one another. A long long long time ago two people passed one another, and the time is sold to the past- it is unassuming, where does it all vanish? To the place before our birth. A short time from now the death of reality will happened and sorry isn’t a word, it means nothing and explanations don’t face anything but the individual.
Following the footsteps, left a path to be followed, even though the person leading didn’t know the destination. So many times we leave a trail for others to follow and it’s disguised because its visibility need not define it- the search provides a delivery for its introduction.
Mandatory sentence of formulated words. Even with the reserved patience of proper behavior, leads will be taken. Value judgments will be made, to outline our moral characters.
When the feeling is understood the loneliness of all the people will be prejudicial.