We shun from opening our eyes to what needs to be seen, as we sit blissfully content in our ignorance. It’s surprising how comfortable meandering in the dark is, when it’s all you know. But with a peak of light, with a shed of knowing, the darkness isn’t as suiting as it use to be. The wider we open our eyes the more it stings. Not aware that absolute beauty could be so piercing. Not comprehending how this understanding changes us. But everyone is the same. No matter how many walls are placed up, no matter how guarded we are, no matter how tight we keep our eyes shut…we all feel. Love, Grief, Emptiness, Happiness. Loss…. eventually it all comes down, and the twinge of enlightenment feels nothing like we imagined. Bottle it up and it's still there. Throw it in the ocean and the riptide will only take you with it. Pain is weakness leaving the mind, while the mind’s pains are its only weaknesses. Embrace it, and then let it go.

~~drowning~~

Peace in the midst of the most enduring time
Clarity in the strands of a chaotic mind
As the threads of confusion begin to mend
We see horrific beauty of the beginning of the end

The end of the struggle of avoiding that pretentious abyss
And drowning in the blissfulness of a kiss

In deep scrutiny of your soul
You begin to wonder what makes it whole
You find satisfactions is starting to flee
And being content isn't what it use to be
You begin to wonder when rationalization was lost
And when you mind became so heavily glossed

When the painful realization is uncovered
And you listen to what you hear
You realize the harmful comments that were uttered
Were once your voice to another ear

Concentrate

Concentrate on Me
Dont look at me, see me
see everything from physical presence to deep into my soul.
See me the way I see you...
beautiful, passionate, unique

Dont hear me, listen to me
listen to the tone of my voice as well as what it utters
listen to my heart as it skips a beat
in efforts to become synced with yours

Dont touch me, feel me
feel my passion that I have for you
feel the desire I am having to endure
feel my body as I yearn for yours

Dont taste me, indulge in me
let go of everything that keeps your falling into the unknown
for you will only get lost in my arms
as I have lost myself in your eyes

as you concentrate on me realize how much I have concentrated on you.
You will then understand how my concentration as turn to an addiction, and is slowly manifesting into obsession.

concentrate
concentrate
concentrate

breathe...

for if you focus on heaven to much
it feels like hell when its not in sight.

Dreamer

Are hope fuelled by dreams one of the only things that separates us from the simple creatures of this world? The ability to redirect our focus from what is constant to pursue a perceived reality. To leave a stable situation to try to obtain something unseen, unrealized. This could be the source of one of our greatest strength, and mostly and the cause of our greatest downfall.

Does a simple man not dream? Does it make us less human not to pursue the better, even if it is no where in sight? When our dreams diminishes, does a little piece of our humanity go with it... and with that when our dreams are realized does that make a better man. Maybe this is why when we fall short of our dreams we become ill in depression. For we feel it's not just our dreams that fall short, but ourselves that fall short of being a person. For its far easier for a star to fall, then it is for one to burn for eternity, and this is the very reasons why dreams die. And the this is the reason why dreams should never die.

Surrender

Fight that good fight.
Fight until your sense go numb
Fight until all you feel is none
Fight until you feel that long kiss
Fight until you have forgotten its purpose
Fight until you fiend for more
Then you will fight because its what you adore
Finally in the midst of all that blood and gore
You would have forgotten what you were fighting for

What is the force that leads us towards guidance. Maybe it was God who instilled in us the need for an authoritative figure. Giving us that something that prevents us humans from truly feeling alone. Maybe that very thing is what separates us from God. Or maybe that is the one of the things that makes us in his likeness. To create something from nothing, why? Just to create...or to fill that void with something tangent. Create the solution to being alone. Maybe that is the reason humans are the way they are, unruly and flawed. If something was created for pure control then it would be nothing then an expansion of oneself. Running back into the circle that one was trying to get out of, being alone. Its not that He cant control everything us humans do, He just chooses not to. Avoiding the pain of being alone.

One Day

One Day. An anticipated time of completion. Ambition fuelled and drowned by hope. Enduring the pain that is felt day by day, because of that clear view of that day to come. We retreat ever so often to a gasp a breathe of relief. Just to dull the twinge of hardship that pierces an already tired soul. But not to indulge entirely-- For each breathe that is taken, is one less to hold in the future. Save that unneeded sighs in hope that it will turn into an endless breathing pattern. So when that anticipated time come, it does not turn into what it actually is... just one day

Hind sight is 20/20, while viewing an ambitious future seems to be legally blind. Best intentions seem to be the fuel for the most glorious destruction. And in this virtuous journey we seem to find failure. Failure to be...

Amount to nothing, and become all that you can be...
or amount to something and take away a small piece of what you are.