I'm a confused writer in a world where words carry little of the power or energy I put into them when they leave my mind. I believe in balance. I have dark, I have light, I believe in the light, as someone else will believe in the dark. Etc.



3 of my writings
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Disappointing Inspiration

My soul turns to energy
And I turn in all directions

My vision seems to blur with the raw image
A spinal cord that used to be mine trembles
Limbs of this body release pain and resentment
Finally a heart of physicality dissolves to nothing

A truth instills new organs
The heart pumps blood to virgin body parts
An inspiration re-creates compasses
My soul returns to my body of earth

Wind soars through my veins
Water torrent through my lungs
Fire hurdle over my pores
Earth bind my bones for all time

A thought reveals itself after a truth
The truth was a lie
Wind cannot soar within
And I am not a man

My sad disappointing inspiration
You show me a wonder above any other
I am free to touch it
But never, ever grasp it nor hold

My soul turns to rock
To shield from my undeniably

Disappointing inspiration
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Willfully Ignorant

I remain willfully ignorant of the rules and happenings of this society and the societies of others. I rejoice at my ignorance of these things in the admiration that I leave my mind to ponder the mysteries that will endure, unlike our societies.
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Opening the Door

Many things must be gone through to learn who you truly are. Many obstacles and road blocks may prevent you from going certain ways, but even while you are being blocked there are things you may practice.
A human’s emotional range is a large one to say the least; yes we may have the chemical reasons for emotional reactions though those equations will never do an emotion justice. So how do we understand an emotion, they are half the time illogical? As a human achieves clarity of mind that is needed to calm yourself enough to begin understanding your emotions, they can then take the first step towards understanding a monumental piece of who they are.