It hasn’t been long since I posted last, although to me it feels more than a lifetime ago. I can’t seem to compose anymore, any longer than I have before because how I feel is not what I should write, but I am. What I think is not what I want to believe then again once I think much further all this time passes and I am gone again. Who is to say they are satisfied must be a liar or a fraud playing a game within a game and I want no part of this. I have been curious all my life wanting to know answers to possibilities that had great chance of killing me. People seem to underestimate the power of the human mind to the point of their own destruction, a dead zone of consciousness leading them blind in their own life although capable to they rather not accept the fact that they are able to change. I walk through life with a guard up in a forest that is miles away from civilization, it is dangerous to travel here and there are wild animals ready to attack from every angle. I can’t look down I won’t look down and there is nothing that is going to stop me from getting out of here moving up wherever that may be I’m determined to see my future beyond this moat of death and gloat. There is more to life than I know and possibly more than I want to figure out but it is no question that I will always have questions and there is your irony. I’ve found my salvation within myself some call this inner peace I believe it is false nirvana until death I am happy and when death comes I am just the same. Only few can understand what I’ve said and what I will say in my lifetime but that is more than okay with me because I know I am happy when I write and talk like no other being this feeling is surreal and I can feel it growing behind the scenes like a shadow following me in life as I grow so does it until my death I am apart of this great organism of life there is no denying.
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