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Touched,then touched again.
A chapter in the book powerful pages
Tentacles.
by thoughtgame2
Background I'm forever reaching. |
7;am new day.
I Woke up feeling released from the tentacles of world affairs.
Especially the ones that have allowed me to interact with my own...
allow me to explain.
Since the wars,sufferings of our species have made it's way into,
my minds eye.It Has become almost impossible to write about anything else,
no matter how much I try.The Horrors do not allow me a victory.
If I am to survive, and strive in this writing arena...I must first break free from,
limited thinking.AWAKENENING! The teller of tales I once was.
For this to happen, I must take front seat to my own idea of truth telling, while staying
chained (literally) to all other issues.
This way, when you reach for my words, you get my reality...I hope. Thank you.
Terrible times will always be plentiful, when I need to write about them...im sure.
But today, I would like to talk about the brilliance, of believing.
Everywhere we turn, nowadays, we are confronted with believers, becoming achievers,
teachers, mighty people. All self made winners.
Then what?
Do we ask ourselves, what's next?
How many stumbling blocks must we remove?
How many oceans have been tainted?
What is this odor, that replaces fresh air in our nostril's ?
Why have all the privacy fences been removed ?
So many eyes,everywhere...who's ?
Thoughts of dungeons and demons parade themselves through,
my mind as if they belong here.
I can only sense, pictures of dark places, while smoldering flesh enters
my fragile reality...leaving me with lions {eating} other lions and spiders
overcoming mountains.
Toady's children smile far less,than the ones of my youth.
I believe there happiness is unimportant to them [far] to soon.
Take a look at (yours)...please !...tell me, I'm wrong.
Please!
'TENTICLES'
The disease hides within the desire,
ill call it...(if you believe).
Used by paupers, and some we call, Sire's,
who could not, have known, what words, could achieve.
Spoken into existence, by those who care less,
about the coming of Christ, or the end of our test.
Only now, they pay attention, because they feel,
true intentions, with the thumping in their chest.
No one wants to achieve, what god alone, believes.
We have forgotten, to achieve one must first be-relived.
Page one, so it is written...
and then there was light!!!
This happened in darkness,
for a reason,without sight.
Before u know it, you see red, and your house
becomes infected.
You feel lousy, some things dead !,
And you never even suspected.
This could happen to you?
I Woke up feeling released from the tentacles of world affairs.
Especially the ones that have allowed me to interact with my own...
allow me to explain.
Since the wars,sufferings of our species have made it's way into,
my minds eye.It Has become almost impossible to write about anything else,
no matter how much I try.The Horrors do not allow me a victory.
If I am to survive, and strive in this writing arena...I must first break free from,
limited thinking.AWAKENENING! The teller of tales I once was.
For this to happen, I must take front seat to my own idea of truth telling, while staying
chained (literally) to all other issues.
This way, when you reach for my words, you get my reality...I hope. Thank you.
Terrible times will always be plentiful, when I need to write about them...im sure.
But today, I would like to talk about the brilliance, of believing.
Everywhere we turn, nowadays, we are confronted with believers, becoming achievers,
teachers, mighty people. All self made winners.
Then what?
Do we ask ourselves, what's next?
How many stumbling blocks must we remove?
How many oceans have been tainted?
What is this odor, that replaces fresh air in our nostril's ?
Why have all the privacy fences been removed ?
So many eyes,everywhere...who's ?
Thoughts of dungeons and demons parade themselves through,
my mind as if they belong here.
I can only sense, pictures of dark places, while smoldering flesh enters
my fragile reality...leaving me with lions {eating} other lions and spiders
overcoming mountains.
Toady's children smile far less,than the ones of my youth.
I believe there happiness is unimportant to them [far] to soon.
Take a look at (yours)...please !...tell me, I'm wrong.
Please!
'TENTICLES'
The disease hides within the desire,
ill call it...(if you believe).
Used by paupers, and some we call, Sire's,
who could not, have known, what words, could achieve.
Spoken into existence, by those who care less,
about the coming of Christ, or the end of our test.
Only now, they pay attention, because they feel,
true intentions, with the thumping in their chest.
No one wants to achieve, what god alone, believes.
We have forgotten, to achieve one must first be-relived.
Page one, so it is written...
and then there was light!!!
This happened in darkness,
for a reason,without sight.
Before u know it, you see red, and your house
becomes infected.
You feel lousy, some things dead !,
And you never even suspected.
This could happen to you?
Sometimes the words just come out .Because they must. Thank you for giving me this platform to share them.
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