in my mind

A character in this reality, each of us is a character in each episode. Everyone else is watching in another reality. Who is to say what is known? What if all that is known is just perceived? Everything we know is almost everything that we have been told. If our ancestors figured their own truths, why are we not looking for our own?

-in my mind

Sunday, September 11, 2011


Looking at the reflective glass, he knew he had to say goodbye. He stood there for as long as he could stand and admired all that he was.  He looked at his eyes, nose, and mouth, knowing he would not see them again, at least not in the same way. He woke his fingers from sleep and gently touch them.

He went to all his friends, asked them for forgiveness for all that he had ever done. Those that he had a falling out with, he apologized for his part. He said goodbye to everyone. Well he did not say goodbye in words, he said it with his actions. They unable to understand the real meaning of it, took it as a step into a better man for him.

He went to the shed, found a strong rope. He then proceeded by to his room and hung the rope onto the wall. He put himself into the rope and jumped. He killed himself.

He woke up the next morning, dressed in clothing that did not belong to him and exited the building. He walked slowly as if a person with no point, he walked as if he had no where to go. He walked and walked, and walked.

He walked far away from himself, from all he owned, from all he knew. He walked outside himself and became someone else. He became Ego.

The end of one thing is the beginning of another.  

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Some stories are fabricated, some stories are imaginative, some stories are not your own, and some are factual, but all are stories that is an individuals and he must share so that he feels the world part of him, not just him part of the world