think up ur own goddamn posts…
The Arrow
I bring you a toast to the dark…
to the arrow that missed its mark,
just three inches from his heart.
Three inches, and now he plays his part.
The cold and dark is his kingdom,
this is where he keeps the demons.
In the light is where the nice ones stay,
where they dance, sing, and play all day.
From the light they call to him,
to come and dance or play with them.
“This is a balance i must keep” he called back
“to keep these demons beneath my feet”.
Everyday they called to play,
but everyday he had to stay.
This was his spark, just enough to brighten the dark
just enough to make him stay, just enough to keep the demons at bay.
“Tisk,tisk” go the demons, “how do you know they mean it?”
“the nice ones are afraid of you, this is why they are nice to you.”
“They fear your power over us, we can turn their world to dust.”
For eons they whispered in his ear,
but not one word did he hear.
Until one day as he sat in his dark,
he waited with patience for his spark.
As he waited he pondered his place,
was it out of his hands, was this his fate?
Then out of the dark a light came forth,
angry and bright from out of the north.
Was this his little spark,
come at last to brighten the dark?
He soon realized its wasn’t his spark,
but an arrow shot into the dark.
An arrow ment for his heart,
to keep him from playing his part.
But the arrow missed its mark,
three inches from his heart.
He fell to his knees and began to weep,
as the demons rose up and began to speak.
“Now you see the reality,
their honeyed words are blasphemy!”
“They tempt you to go and play,
yet tell you to sit and stay?”
“And now instead of your spark,
they send an arrow through the heart.”
For the first time he listened to the demons,
for the first time he had a reason.
And as he rose back to his feet,
his demons took the arrow with their teeth.
Now he will play his part,
to lead his demons from the dark.
To find and snuff out the spark,
to engulf the light in dark.
To turn the nice ones world to dust,
that would be enough.
The time has come to pay the price,
we turned away from the night, and fired an arrow with all our might.
Our arrow fired into the dark,
three inches from its mark…
thoughts on my thoughts
someone asked me today to explain my beliefs in spirituality and things of that nature, and i didnt know what to say right away. this of course frustrates me because i spend alot of time thinking about this and asking myself the same question, so what should i say? well as the universe we live in is constantly changeing so does what i would say, but to sum it up i beleave that what we call god is the embodiment of what it is to be concious. not just alive but able to forsee your own death and understand the concepts of time and mortallity. thus bringing us to morality, shurly god is good? Yes. And evil. both god and devil are one in the same. Just as a normal persion will oneday give a homeless persion some change, and the next day mock them for their lot in life. god will be kind and gentle, as well as brutle and crule. do i beleave people have senses that most people ingnore? Yes, there is no doubting that for me, iv seen and felt them in myself and other peope. What are “extra” senses? well everyone seems to feel some stronger than others but they mostly releate to how we interact with or perceve other people, such as seeing auras or feeling vibrations of emotions. So what do i beleave created the phyical world? look in a science book. that simple science along with math are perhaps the most important things we have come to understand. here we have a way to truly test the world around us o see how it works for ourselves. if you are looking for harry potter magic, science not anykind of religion may oneday be your answer. of course this is just a brief summary but thats what im here to do right now lol
when they come
ill sit alone a thought to ponder, when my dreams begin to wander
this is when they appear to me, when they come to play with me
speak for us and make it nice, a simple rythem will suffice
send a message and seal it twice, we will teach them fear tonight.
a poem by us, and spoken through me
will bring us a moment of ecstasy,
when they come to play with me.
what do you do when you realize that u cant rebel against everything and stay alive? do you just give in? or do you fight to the death?
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i dont know why i have a tumblr sometimes, whenever i have something i want or need to get out, there r people who will see this and know what im tlking about… what ever happened to secrets and white lies to protect the ppl u love?
