Posts Tagged ‘heart’


Straight Out of Line

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like everyone else i cannot choose very well, but choices i make rather chose me to fight more battles that cannot be won.

there are many aspects of life i would like to illuminate more, but my weapon of choice – a mere candlestick.

attack of the killer bores

i attempt to describe this magic feeling i have. why crazy has a different meaning to me than to you. perhaps people will not understand? the important thing is that i do. i feel like doing something impossible everyday, something like trying to please everybody from this place where i stay. sadly, though it maybe alright – i find the real world is quite a different adversary from yesterday. so i must limit my adventures to small magic kingdoms to face the very real monsters called family.

bewitching hour

time for indifference, you cannot change what you are, why should you listen to the rabble of stoned executioners? they will kill themselves before they kill you. sometimes i hypnotize myself into thinking i could have a better life, better than the sameness of everyday for everyone. i would like very much to explore and be a part of life once again but realize my priorities would hardly ever budge. so i ration my time and attempt to rationalize the simple benefits of a simple plan.

defense against the ids

many a selfless saints have died in their place, misunderstood more than we care to emulate. what was their cause? to make the world a better place? to find the ultimate treasure from out of the wastes? i think ive lost my soul along the journey to be creative. to be single and simple is probably stupid. i stop for a while, to look at my map, not any closer to eternity than when i first began. now i even as i realize it’s not important, its way too far to turn back. i turn to any given definition for solace then enjoy myself while i can.

mirror mountain

it was too long ago that i made a pact with darkness: i will leave her alone if she will leave me alone. from time to time darkness brings company, i wouldnt mind so much but sometimes misery and his boring friends manage to find us. it was one of those nights with darkness when she called me out. i do not belong here she says, i cannot take care of my own affairs, so i must mind my own business. she drew long straight line across the sand, she says i must define for her what it means to be on the other side. as far as i could see the line was endless, then if i tried to move myself the line moved along with me. the line was of course the horizon, i know it now. back then she had offered me a clue: if i could teach darkness something new, then i might even get a headstart… and so the journey began, without reason, nor why – with my hearts compass as my guide, i pursued her.


Changes (DVD)

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the lie was lame, but no one offered to help. so many sober people had passed him by, heard his please for help, and ignored him. but smart one had heard his heart from far away, the echoes to please the lie, so smart one hurried along his way. at first the lie had been afraid, why had so many people passed him by? was it bc so many people do not care? no, it couldn’t be, so after so many daze of enduring pain – the lie was ready to die…

just about noon as he was still too tired to give up, he felt the ground shake along with this loud thundering. he was just about to voice his reaction, but he was astonished at radiant sight. squinting as far as the lie could see: a bold figure with a shiny championship belt. the singular title S M A R T that was so brilliantly engraved on the wide buckle burned past the lie’s left eye, and into his brain. momentarily clouds blocked his agony, so temporarily blinded the lie realized, smart one had already begun a round with a question: are you ok?

the lie could only shrug. surprisingly, smart one follows through with a smack, in your face! smart one picks the lie up, if only to give him one more chance – are you ok? i am the lie, smart one cannot you see that i hurt, why did you smack me in the face? smart one responds by smacking him in the face and kicking his ass, i came to help but you are not ok, why should i help you? ok said the lie im ok now so smart one pls help me? ok? why are you so lame? i will carry you into the next town and care for you. and so, many good times passed as smart one tried to facilitate the lie’s not so quick recovery.

one day, feeling strong the lie thought he might not just lie around this day. so eventfully he found smart one sitting on a tree despondent. the lie asked smart one why sit there all alone? smart one sighs, after all the good times, i thought i had found ok but im afraid i made a mistake. the lie asks smart one, how so? smart one turns ever so slowly just so… to ask, well… it’s like this… are you really ok? the lie had finally got smart one cornered, so he smacks smart one directly, in your face! and he lays it all out straight – of course im not ok!

smart one retaliates, and smacks the lie to oblivion, in the first place – why did you pretend to be ok and waste all my time! the lie was so angry now, but he was all spent, so he asks smart one the only question that wouldve mattered ever since the beginning: why is it that u want ok so much? smart one was about to give the lie the killing blow, but smart one paused to reminesce… i think i want someone just like me, i had found him once, he calls himself ok. with such a revelation, the lie had found enough energy to smack smart one back… thinking back, smart one finally realized – hey you’re smart too!


over see the fancy future boundless, unrestrained. look even over hearts cold as ice with no eyes to see and minds that wander with the flames. problem lies with thoughts of love for the enemy and her torturous ways. hear her voice like thorns on bare feet come to greet the day. that lovely melody which shatters all hope with melancholy. “what do you desire?” she purrs, as if a whisper might feign a stricture in her ears. stuck in her trance, the fears mix with glory, but paralyze with hallucinate. blood tears diminish innocence until only a shadowy descending madness remains. her hand of time would seal the final death note, and with a kiss crucify the lifeless to bills past due. so now with regard, kindly and cruelly,  accept your quarrel with this ease.