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Oh Shane you cynical old coot! You're always on about that silly stuff with your angry words and begrudging! You need to lighten up man and just stop looking so much at people! Got to show love to these folks.

mm...I feel old inside. I feel as a man who has lived too long and yet has not reached that point yet. I know that should I stare into the mirror one day and find silver in my hair and the draping of skin, I might truly see myself again and for the first time.

Hnn...Angry words, oh yes I am a very angry individual. A silent figure who loves so much he can't help but find the disappointment heartbreaking. I'm sad actually, sad because of the potential and yet I steady my pulse and wet my lips. I love so much I refuse to pat on the back and give cookies. I starve and monitor other's glory and relish their accomplishment. I sigh towards those that dismiss themselves, resign  to strange ways and safe destinations.

Ahh... Not look so much? Clever, clever. We have the habit of dismissing ignorance as innocence. We find it hard to stand up to bullies, we find it hard to stand up to friends. We find it hard to talk, find it hard to think. They might call us idiots, make us validate the invalidated. Let us be safe, let us only pour honey.

Peace as it were...happiness and sweetness. Wondrous things. I fancy the three. I enjoy love, I enjoy complimenting without frailty in the words. I also believe in actually seeing, actually talking. Don't want to look too far? Dearest me...how troubling. You know... we all like the concept of fire and being the light in the dark.

Ever think about just being the dark itself? Ever wonder what it's like to be the essence of the unknown and blend into that grey area? Try it sometime. Get your hands dirty. It hurts, trust me.  

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Published: 7 years, 6 months ago
Rating: General

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7 years, 6 months ago
Frankly, it takes a lot of courage and strength to stay that course, the one that refuses to bend to the gray.
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