question8Is a person's sexuality a way of life or of lust that can change if needed to?
question5What if the Bible, the book of Mormon, or any other religious book is all fake and was written by some one that wanted to believe in something just like how the Greek myths were made.
question9Is there such a thing as love for someone or is it all lust driven by our brains?
question6Is life a reality of death or is death a reality of life?
question2What if trust is something you learn or if you are born with it and some how lose it later on?
question4What if the colors that we see and can name are just something made in society by a colored blind person? Would that mean all of our colors are backwards or correct?
questionOK guys answer this one question for me and don't be religious or any thing guys... kWhat if this life we live in is the biggest dream ever and when we finally die we are awaken?
MeI'm sick of crying what about you,I'm tired of trying is debt even dueHey look they say, see her smiling,No one knows me because if they did they would know I'm really dying.
Our Word is SacredOur Word is Sacred:We have struggled against the chains of fateWe've lived our lives on the edge of hate.Oppressed by the taunting of the foolish and blind;It is time we stood and responded in kind.No more can we sit here, content with our place;Else by apathy alone we shall be erased!Our work is like a candle, a small one at best;It is quickly snuffed by a single breath...For too long have we accepted, the concept of equality;Whilst simply accepting the crumbs of poverty.Our people go unheeded, as madmen and sloths;The "cultured" eat like kings, while we are fed with broth...To create these verses, it takes a lot of time;Have you ever tried putting your thoughts in rhyme?Have you dealt with the frustration, of grasping at words?Trust me my friend, it is like hunting for birds...To put this in a structure, to give poetry a form;It can take some men from dusk till dawn...Yet we slave away freely and we beg for a chance;But all we have e
Don't Burn, LearnSomething happened today.I experienced a frightening, life-threatening event.But I am not here to tell you how scared shit-less I was.Instead, I will tell you what went through my head as I lived the said episode.First, to eradicate the suspense, I'll tell you that my house was on fire today.I find it so ironic that we were completely oblivious to the state our house was in until outsiders and passersby came running to tell us of the black flumes rocketing out of the roof.At this point, the first thought came to my head.I imagined myself as the house. The flumes were analogous to defects in my personality and the ugliness in my character.I thought how I am completely unaware of my faults. Then it hit me how people who care about me most will try their best to rescue me before I destroy myself.I came to the conclusion that help, in any form, must always be graciously
No Matter How ManyNo matter how manyTears,Heartbreaks,Fights,Stumbles,Disconnections,I'll never stop loving you.
Inner UniverseLightning arcs across my brainas I toss in the throes of fitful sleep.The world is a galaxy of lights around me,restless and teeming with signals and thoughts,a stream of zeroes and ones,yin and yang without visible end.We are projections on a cosmic screen,tiny as the smallest particles and yetstretching back through infinity.What bliss to throw myself into the netand be lost among the knots in the energy field,to see through other eyesand hear through other ears.I long to see the evolution of earthinto a joyous machine,each life form changing to fit into the nextand form a new symbiosislike the code of a digital angel...to one day spread her wingsand fly across the universe,free of all the old constraints of distance.
AngerVicious anger,Tearing me up insideI can't let it out thoughFor fear of harming someone I loveI wish to be free from this angerCan you help me?Save my soulFrom this burning furySometimes it's too much too handle…And I need to let it outHelp me be able to loveSo I might learn to let goFor I fear this rage might consume meHelp before it takes overOne word is all I need from you, one word is all it takesOne word of reassuranceJust to know you'll be thereWhen I need youI'll try not to hurt youWith this anger of mineIt's unpredictable, I can't control itBut if you help me, I can try…
Lonliness.“Describe what it’s like to be lonely.”To be honest, I can’t. I don’t even think the word ‘lonely’ is the correct word that can describe this. The storm clouds of my darkest hours are still raining upon me, every day I wake up just to go back to bed five minutes later.I drag myself around the town like a legless zombie with no glint left in my eyes, I don’t give my all into anything anymore. I’ve lost the love for the things I used to do, my passions. They mean nothing.Staring into the misty glass of a restaurant, I notice a couple sharing a drink, a hot chocolate with fluffy cream on top, my favorite. There’re sat opposite each other, their hands stretched across the small polished table, fingers intertwined in the gaps between them. They laugh and smile, so many messages of love passing between them it looks fake - well. To me anyway.Those lovers and living their life to the full, whilst I’m living half of that. Th
question7Is there really a normal or did society make that up to control 90% of the population with the standards?