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

Thursday, May 17, 2012

Simple

I am my own imagination
I am only real in this product and nothing else
I am a machine of innocent driving a pull of sharks
I am unaware of myself
I am a human being

Being that I am human
means my mistake will repeat
in different occasions
because of the need to make it work
because I told myself that this is the way
and something has to take me from that mind frame

Being unaware of my self
is a sad feeling
because I am aware of others
before I am aware of me
and I cannot know myself
if there were no other
I cannot change
if none other exist
so I am useless alone

Being this super being on Hearth
has me thinking I am better than the world
but the world is laughing at me
because the world sees that
I am just a  machine
my own Grim Reaper
because everything I do to survive
will be the thing that kills me

Being this product
for sale or
to share
I am but a product that seeks more product
just to forget that
If I am working to acquire things
I will be ignorant of the fact
that It does not really makes sense

Being my own imagination
means that I live in my own world
and I will never fully know me
because I will never fully share myself
and so my imagination is limited to what I see


Tuesday, May 15, 2012

Poem


Standing under
The bridge
Trying to understanding
Fire burn
Born hashes
A tray of cigarettes
Find trail of smoke
Into my lungs
It must be the string
That keep it strong in my blood
Nicotine
Leave cords in my wings
Strong words in
meaningless songs
Build me up
Just to have me fall
The need to be outside the walls
Lights in the sky
Wind carrying short breaths
Bidding farewell
Time is passing
heard following
Hands quilting wills...
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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