Fave. Quote #32

"Meh meh meh meh ! Shut the fuck up an live your life" Papa Wolf

Bijon

1,2,3,4

All the blood is on the floor

5,6,7,8

And that's when the mind and body awakes

9,10,11,12

Realizing and evolved

13,14,15,16

Eyes ignoring the unseeing

17,18,19,20

Hands will be bloddy

21,22,23,24

A warnng no more

25,26,27,28

Everything breaks

29,30,31,32

Including me and you

33,34,35,36

Souls consumed as Father Time no longer ticks

37,38,39,40

Don't just fight for the glory

41.42.43.44

And this is just the beginning of The Story 

Inner Thought #7

I may not be happy. But I am content.

Confessions #1

A part of me wants to die.
It wants to be free.
This body is merely but a cage.
I don't belong here.
And yet, I am put here.
Yet, it is because I don't belong here that I am put here.

Inner Thought #6

"Is there a moment in your life you will often miss ?"
-"Yes"
"Which is ?"
-"When I was a fetus"
"Why so ?"
-"As a fetus, the life being created has yet no consciousness. Therefor, unaware that it is alive. Unaware of its surroundings and the people in it. Unaware that it is. Alive."
"Well then."
-'"What ?"
"That escalated quickly."
-"You asked. And now you got your answer. Now go away."
"Awe ! You're so silly ! You know I can't go away. You know I'm all in your head. And yet, you refuse to let me die out. If you really want me gone, then why don't you do it ?"
-"Because you remind me that I am Alive. You are my cruel reality."
"What's cruel about reality ?"
-"You're in my head. Why ask these questions knowing the answers ?"
"To play with you and keep you on check. Reality is not all cruel my friend. You just-"
= (Both)"Don't want to exist."
                                                -Love
                                           Thy Beloved Anonymous

Question of The Day !

What does it mean to be Human ?

So a friend vented out me last night. At this point I don't know what to tell him.:
Live. Die. Love one another. Hate each other.
         Today listening to music, I fell into my thoughts.She said this: Why am I so different ? Memories of the          past swarm back and forth making me sad. I stopped, at the memory of a question "where do you see          yourself...years from now ?".  So I stopped remembering the past. And looked to my future. It's not              fair ! I'm not ready to grow up. Says the adult me. But my inner child says that she has to go. I don't              want to go. I can't live alone. I'll be honorably discharge from the navy. I'll buy a house or rent an                  apartment. But what's the point if you're living alone. Just breathing alone drives me insane that I must            sleep. No matter how successful I may be I will always be a failure. The true achievers are the ones              that are always happy. Whether their rachid, racist, sexist, ignorant, psychotic or sick, are the real ones          who lives a successful lives. I'll suffocate in my own loneliness. Wait, what if I'm not so difference ?                Difference may just be an allusion. No ? I've tried to fix myself, break my self. hard to say. Am I                    forever broken ? Or am I just unbreakable ? I'm gonna do it ! I'm gonna look into the mirror. I can't !!!          I'll-I'm numb. I can not feel anything. All of a sudden, it seems I've become hollow inside. The echo of          my heart beat is heard by those around me. Am I alive. Living things bleed, right ? Maybe if I just....              Okay. I think I'll go to sleep.Sorry for troubling you.

I told him good night. Sweet dreams.
                                                  -Love
                                         Thy Beloved Anonymous

Fave. Quote #31

"FAP !"

Poem by Mathew Greenslade

"My passions crossfire in a burning blaze to sweep the other side as ashes to the razor-blade winds,
conflict-ions on my strengths with doubts on my convictions that can break me free.
to fly, or fall in my own burning fury of my heart and soul in which my own body is rot with the scars of devastation.
A container for the clear coated liquids of my being that fill, spill, and expand with the ever-changing and fluctuating world around it.
and thus my being, only a product, is left to fend for itself from the wild beast that is myself.
Which brings me back to the question.
How do I?
a simple being?
Mend these wounds and spill my burning passions out as an eternal phoenix to burn the blazes of life in harmony"

Advice From a Big Brother (Joshua Yates)

"life is like a fruit u take one bite if u like it u keep chewng if u dont u change the fruit" "Life is like a fruit. Take one bite. If you like it, keep chewing. If you don't, change the fruit."