RAMBLINGS
An all too ordinary story, with aftertaste so bitter
Forced to be someone I don't want to be
I'm losing myself... sinking deeper down
I'm caught in the world wound web
Monday, December 25, 2006
A rather complex story of fear is what i would like to excavate here
there are 2 things i would rather pu to perspective first here
IT is more humiliating to deny fear then to run away from danger
fear is a percusor to much possibilities good and bad
a simple fear of being reprimanded by your parents for coming home late can erupt a boiling thunder deep in our souls that we shall nevr know and thus eventually a lust of vengences slowly emrging developing and consumes thy souls that is when a possbilty of believe it a or ot an evil rise of a man whom can either make or break the world tormenting others and slaying all
another possibilty
is obstinance sometimes a persons may look tough and inflict harm to others by words,physical assaults,or not doing anything at all
that is when others suffer at thier glee
how strange when all that lies inside of them is just a blood tainted victimised soul are we suppose to sympathise?or ostracise these individual?
when all that they have ever done is actions motivated by a fear they camouflage
and like i mentioned earlier it is even worse when they deny the fear by proclaiming
emos and goths for example are freaks of emotion when they themselves have been thru that phase of emotional anguish that they now denounce
laying waste by labeling emotional indivduals as faggots or gays can sometimes be a reflection of oneselves
and to summarise ita all fear is something needed but fear should not guide our actions
andmost importantly i say it again its worse to deny fear than to run away from danger
Another Ordinary Story at 9:32 PM;
Friday, December 22, 2006
Gloomy thoughts hund and pervades all thoughts livin a life of obscurity
and ponderin on the future
just a normal being of a slight alteration in colour and disabilty
bt till now harm is not meant to be undone before others
but often pondrein was the hobo"im jus as normal without the eqution of my disabilties i wonder why am people looking upon me like the lord of the flies?"
ih that he ponders and let out a gigle
how imbecilic the society is to avoid him and be in fear of a harmless man like him
somtimes streotypes and taboos can actually make a beast out of men
a major wonder in our society
Another Ordinary Story at 7:09 AM;
Thursday, December 07, 2006
where has liberty soared?
into the bloodied hands of ours a crumpled dove falls
the colours of life fades to negatives
all that remaINS is a painless yeaning to break free from this cycle of misery
walking around with heavy chains hazy thoughts cloud jugement
as sins and virtues collide a strong belief of values is al but crushed
not knowin what is the truth of virtues
not knowing when our pets will bite
not knowing when a stray can love
life is an illusion of matters
obscurity is the word
but the truth remains
hatred prevades
and forgiveness is a long lost dream
Another Ordinary Story at 6:13 AM;
