hathorne

inspiration is so good

Mon, 31 Mar 2003 22:11:23 GMT

so bad for the now
but so worth it for the then

how many times
were we so happy as children
to get the color by number sheets
though we colored the so wrong
it looked so right

riding this great beast
i will ride it
all the way to its death throes
will i fall to my end beneath it
or leapt nimbly from its back
landing lightly as a dancer
no
i care for neither
with the fire
burning through my veins
there is nothing for me
but the exeleration of now
the pain is gone
numb is all thats left

traveled so far
the journey so hard
for this single moment
as the flower unfolds
amidst the mad jungle
will my actions
come back to haunt me
will i even care

i want to bottle it
the feeling of the road
that makes smoking
a cigarette
and driving
in no particular direction
feel so good

well things havent been so great but i am optimistic at this exact moment and if all goes well i may be able to sustain this

feeling so good

Mon, 17 Mar 2003 05:10:12 GMT

speeding so fast
don't wanna die alone
someone hold me
oh this mad muse of mine
she has captured
my every thought
my sould cries out
axt quick
and don't fall
like so many times before
am I blind
to the truth of reality
or have I finally
awakened from my dream
to find my princess
waiting to take her place
at my side
lost without hope
I am a man ready to be saved
This has been a really exciting spring break and one that was definitely needed.
better to just be happy to have known her
than depressed at the knowledge it can never be

Quicksilver

Thu, 06 Mar 2003 09:44:16 GMT

You can never tell a person that feels alone that they aren't. If they understood that then they wouldn't feel alone. We each have to some to terms and deal with the feelings we have by ourselves. You can never give a person the answers to life or else those answers will become meaningless. Each person must find the answers themselves as they are relevant to them. There exist a basic reality that can be defined as the truth but since everyone bases reality on how they see it no one sees reality as it really is. The reality they see becomes the truth but only in regards to them.
I am created
And a fire is breathed
Into me.
Slowly I burn
And times passes by.
When everything burns away,
There is nothing
But ashes and an empty shell.
If I could freeze the burning of my soul I would live forever. We are each like a cigarette which is created for one purpose, to be smoked. We are created for a purpose, to live the life set before, each moment lived for itself. Today the old confusion gripped me and I wonder which path is best for me to take. The world is so full of garbage and everytime God creates a light to shine out the garbage just exstinguish and bury that light. The very light that could have redeemed them to something more than their worthless existence. For many it isn't that they are better than others because they don't have the problems of the world it is that they recognize that they have the problems and question the world around them. I just don't know what to do. I feel stuck in some endless paradox. The only way to escape paradox is to simple relaize that they do not exist. We go along life asking so many questions that we think can't be answered and then we find the answer. However, a new problem develops because the answer is that there is no answer and in realizing this we also realize that the whole big and glorious search we went on was worthless.