Tuesday, January 19, 2016

question

Are we punished when We don't explicitly live for GOD? It seems vengeful to condemn children who don't follow your rules.

wonder

Time at time can be cruel because lessons are learn after time has passed. So, in that passing we never get back the moments for the knowledge of regret to be beneficial. The morality of life creeps in when dreams are deferred. The fear of will I ever reach anything other than regret.

Tuesday, November 3, 2015

Anger seems to be the only emotion I can get to. Wonder in the symphony of life if I get live in a different key? I wish I had more answers. I wish that I even knew what needed to be solved. I am puzzled by the game of life as I can't seem to find the corners.

Tuesday, October 27, 2015

Prisons.. Prisons... Prisons everywhere I look I see prisons

Monday, October 19, 2015

lost hours

I lost so many hours wishing I could get an hour back. Back in time where possibilities still made sense as I attempt to make sense of impending frustration. I am frustrated that I can't grow wings and fly to better days as days move by clocks I don't own. So, I am owned by the hands of others as my hand construct monuments to nothing.

Wednesday, July 8, 2015

Way to Live

Is this the only way to live? You see, the confines of the cage are the problem. I see the cage. Thus, I see the prison that I was born into. I can't be free simply by wishing it anymore than prey can pray to be the predator. Predatory ideas about salvation solve, for some, the depression of the unknown. I am not interested in being saved. I just don't want to be condemned.

Monday, July 6, 2015

Grasp

I can't grasp how finite this is. It is crazy that we will all have an unknown finish line. Is there a long line? Or does the reality of my exit remain closer that it appears? As I peer into the past with regret and relief unaware of the future.

Wednesday, May 13, 2015

Notion

The notion that shit does not work out! Harsh truths that lead me to work out because body composition is something that I am convinced I can control. Limited controls of the game of life, so life is spent in the vicarious visions of what others do.

Wearefucked

Consciousness can't swim in shallow pools. As pools of simplicity simply choose to ignore the precarious position that humanity sits-in. Sit-ins stall as attention spans can't last the length of a commercial. Commercial consumption is the drink of choice. Multiple choices for liberation seem to be a way of the past as standardized tests become the common core for humanity. "Wearefuc***"