@goatmai: thoughts are just thoughts twin don’t let them rule you

spam :

As I spawn into my soul through a tender vessel I partake. I etched my very body with the loneliness of a cruel world unaccepting of my delicate supple beauty. My begging pleas are met with the unending waves crashing upon my shores, taking and giving. The cool water under my toes as I walk along the sand, I cannot be what I was, I was not what I cannot be. I’m only the fruit unto which I have labored. Suddenly I’m transported to a dark place. There is no light to see, I must be the light I say. I may not see the path in front of me but I must walk. As is life, I may confront the day with my boldest foot taking hold of what can be seeing with mine own eyes what is mine. I am transformed into a beautiful beam of light. I must say with the power of the all knowing, that the beauty into what which is, is simply that. Life itself was the beauty, each waking experience, each second with the consciousness of a thousand or more. Be that which was and what will be. Shifting the picture frame I saw myself in old age, wiser a man I had become, “the knowledge I have now is a for the next player” I say. Then I shit my fucking pants an die right there on the spot like a champ