We feed this drive by our desires to be someone the world has never seen. We all want to be someone else's dream.
Thursday, May 17, 2012
The Voyage
The reality of passages are that the end is never visible. To determine a destination one must take steep steps in a certain direction. And if that end is noting of expected, turn around and choose another way.
Tuesday, May 15, 2012
Mastery
I want to be a master of all things. My higheest and most profound passion in life is Learning. Why Not!
Sunday, May 6, 2012
Wednesday, May 2, 2012
Intro
You see logic legitimately lingers longer than lessons for lessons are taught but not logically implanted so that life rides high. Oppose opposition's permissions to permit plenty as plenty pauses practicality.
Tuesday, May 1, 2012
Pieces
Although at peace it might seem, its in pieces which shatters our dreams of a distained defeat that keeps our eyes watching our feet. Repeat. Mingle meanings for they are misunderstood. We are only 4% of what we see and the rest is embedded in a spoken engery of a non-religous ministry.
Thursday, April 26, 2012
Wednesday, April 18, 2012
Sunday, April 8, 2012
To See
Blinking in disbelief, maybe even mayhem at times where you least expect something of a sight worth seeing. Deliverance of vengeance through the eyes of those who cry, yet don’t. A mistakenly clever endeavor to give us a sense of self. See, seeing is to see only as you do for no one can ever see as you do. Blink in darkness and stay. Pause in that phase of the like. Everyone sees darkness. We all see the same exact things and never mention its potency. Darkness is like a timeless shield, which in need protects us from the things we wish to never see. Yet we all see darkness and without comparisons of what roams in thoughts at the time, it doesn’t matter because darkness is a gift. It gives us the drive for sight for sight possesses the traits of it all. We hunger to hide and never use our sight of darkness as a shield for deliverance. We stare and drown our visions with involuntary visions we only hope dreams. As seen on the blinks of others, as lashes clash with rejection and acceptance, darkness despite its meaning, is heavenly for it enlightens imaginary processes for they are sometimes buried with colors, people, lights, hate, faces, happy, black, death, white, wealth. What we see is composed of components of a creation we never approved of. What we see. Ooh what we see.
Tuesday, March 20, 2012
Heated
Heated.
Defeated, momentarily drained.
Alluring aspects applauding at a distance for they know nothing of my passion.
So how could they burn as I do when their flame could never match?
Heated, but with love as I give and give and give until the desire is no longer on fire and if so where do we go from here?
A heated passion of an alluring desire must forever remain on fire in order to applaud that flame no one could ever match and only then will you realize where you’ve came.
-BeautifiedMind
Tuesday, January 17, 2012
Light=Life
Watch the light as it comes and goes by the nick of a particular time. Translucent tides just consuming our eyes as they beg to stop the streams that burn the iris. Nothing to watch much, but we can never look away. Suffocated by its tremendous beauty, but it hurts to stare. A distance only reached by the imagination I reach and reach until one eye closes to the touch. In the distant range of imagination I pierce my view of you to be this great object, which gives the rest life. Are we wrong of your doings or is it true that you shed glory on the living so that life may remain in continuation? Watch the light as it comes and goes by the nick of a particular time and in the distance range of imagination pierce your view of it to be this great object that gives you life.
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