| time travel makes sense
but if I made it all right
what would I be now?
i have to believe
that all i've been through is right
that its all a plan
my hair elongates
i can look like wolverine
but long live mullet
the silence of night
how peaceful thou art to me
lend me your solace.
biased sciences?
sometimes it can be a faith
even though it's maths
don't focus on tree
or you will miss the forest
and e'ermore stay lost
greatest assumption?
the one where you assume that
there is none that's made
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I wander the path
that my father traveled down
will i be like him?
honor restores us
compromise misleads many
dishonor shames all
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| Hey so i guess its time to update since i haven't in such a long time. I'll do it in haiku style as usual, things going on in my mind.
where did the pure go?
Nowhere, it was always here
behind our judgments
to the brainwashed
remember that you have hearts
don't conform blindly
So my dad is gone
now the sole Y chromosome
in this house is me
oh oscar the grouch
you are cilantro; mean, green
and taste so trashy
I want thirteen lives
lived in parallel so that
I can choose the best
I wish I learned form
before I forged my power
power leaves, form won't
What's Maturity?
knowing sacrifice and loss
yet fighting onwards
Lord take me from here
I tire of the liars,
even I am one
I am a black sheep
my wool is different yet soft
am i that different?
what will i do next?
one treacherous step means death
another means life
arrogance irks me
it is like blood in water
and I am a shark
i think that's all i can muster for now, maybe i'll become more regular with this again....who knows
toodles!
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| hey guys, I'm in bako now for all of you that don't know that I've moved. I basically moved down to help around the house and help out my dad whenever he goes in for radiation therapy. Hopefully I'll have pics of my surroundings by next post, but for now here's some new stuff I've wrote in my head while hopelessly driving around;
Lord bring in the dawn
You are the day, showing truths
my ways, blind as night
Five Hundred Pieces;
Evidence I used to be
in a better place
pictures are instant
mirrors that capture moments
while my face withers.....
At the gym I run
I imagine towards a goal
yet, I'm a hamster
High Fructose Syrup
No longer just a sweet thing
Its our new water
hope and despair both
so hand in hand. reminds us
that we are alive
alright, those last 4 were kinda improv'ed, i think mainly from finding out that my whole grain wheat bread is chock full of High Fructose Corn Syrup. (Crooked fist to the air) RAIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Also just being at the gym and imaging running towards things I desire for, like a good future, or to be around Jirat or such and coming back to reality, out of breath and realizing i'm so far from it and feeling ultimately like a hamster........sigh who knows, maybe one day I'll actually be somewhere where I want to be, but for now I'll have to stay here and carry out my duties.
take care everyone!
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