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

Unbalanced Edges


I have hit rock-bottom
and so far deep
I had no choice but to make light of it
to look into this cup
and wonder how I got here
There is no reflection of me in the sea of rum
sending waves side to side at the glass wall
I have found my rescuer
this thing that will once again help me
find content
but first, it will burn my longs
and then leave a tear in my liver
then it will bring all the pain to my chest
then it will tear water from my eyes
until I realize there is nothing to cry about
I have found you, my cure
and let you in my cuore [heart]
I am lost in this bottom
where it is filled with rocks
They undock me and I prance around
dancing to strange music
around strangers
then remove myself from that place
I stumble my way up to a nearby lighthouse
while downing the sea in my cup
I stumble up the stair case 
looking to make light of this
I stumble up as far as my legs will let me
before misplacing my foot
and saw the light everything is made of

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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