home

i'm temporarily leaving this place,
to find time to find space,
within myself in which i can exist as a docile spirit.
where i am who i am when nobody is looking
and where i am who i am meant to be.
i need to understand this world outside of my usual dwelling,
for comfort is the lazy man's internal maze of confusion.
i want to be somewhere else, i want to be where you are.
i'm coming home.

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for every beginning there is always an end, so savour the moment.

time flies...

believe

sometimes we don't realise that the process of attaining everything we desire is a lot more tricky than it all seems. it is easy to dream big and be caught in a fantasy land where reality rarely dwells. somewhere we have to accept that not everything can exist in this plane in which we exist. so we might as well live for the moment, dream as high as the skies and work twice as hard to get as much as we can. this place is full of all that we could ever need, it just requires hard work and perseverance in order to achieve our goals. believe in yourself for your time is now. life is a beautiful struggle.

a word with 'you'

trip over my fingers and the words do the talking,
speak of twisted truths and straight lies.
sentences are mere specks of soul clasped emotion,
where the heart meets the substance,
where the substance meets meaning
and where meaning meets the passion of the mind.
for words are the eyes of the soul
and the eyes are the window to the heart.
look deep, for words are skin deep.
just like beauty, words are meaningless,
meaningless without the appropriate mechanism to make them meaningful.
words, like the words which we are labelled from birth or the words we speak to express every moment of ecstasy we have ever encountered.
for 'i love you' and 'i hate you' mean nothing unless given their power to feed the soul, power to make the heart yearn, power to disturb the mind.
words mean nothing, words are all we have.
these words i write aren't mine, they are just everything you have ever unconsciously thought, uncovered and rearranged.
you are a word.
you are 'you'

ah.

inhale this wonderful life just like a breath of fresh air.

leader

i never want to walk in anyone's shadow, for shadows are the darkness of what has been. embrace the light ahead.

huxley is amazing

A belief in hell and the knowledge that every ambition is doomed to frustration at the hands of a skeleton have never prevented the majority of human beings from behaving as though death were no more than an unfounded rumor.
Aldous Huxley

never back down.

life always provides second chances, but after that all mistakes are your own responsibility. you can't blame your own foolishness on anyone but yourself, you are the creator of your own path. the road unfollowed changes with every choice you make in life, whether it be good or bad. somewhere along that road there will be mountains of failure just waiting to conquer everything you have fought for. do not let these trap you and set you back, isolate the problems and show them your strength. one day you are going to realise how hard you have worked to get where you are and you are going to be proud of the potency of your desires. never fear the harshiness of reality, for it is only a space of learning. every mistake we make is a building block in the physical of who we are. as you begin to prosper, your soul and heart shall amalgamate creating a furnace of passion, an indestructive force which fills that half empty glass you once saw in life. find your true power and you shall be everything you ever wanted to be. never back down.

wrong

WHAT IS WRONG WITH THE WORLD!?
how can you make the same mistake twice?
how can you be so blind and ignorant?
how can you live by society's rule?
how can you be so selfish?
how can you......

i just dont understand, is it me? maybe it is. either way, something is wrong here.

precious

Some folks has a lot of things around them that shines for other peoples. I think that maybe some of them was in tunnels.
And in that tunnel, the only light they had, was inside of them. And then long after they escape that tunnel, they still be shining for everybody else.

-Precious: Based on the Novel Push by Sapphire

lost

lost for words,
but never lost for emotion.

send and recieve

we got a fax machine and now all i want to do is send smiley faces to people. my papa stopped me in my tracks with monetary and environmental concerns; i have no logical thought! so i decided to send everyone a picture of me smiling at them via telepathy. well, it's not really going that well for me, no one is replying to my messages! i've resulted to watching my dad's favourite mint ice cream melt as i attempt to tune into the outbox of my cerebral cortex searching for that unopened piece of mail addressed to one: candizzle.

sh

sometimes silence is the loudest kind of noise.

HELL

too funny

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this is the recipe of life. 1 part heart and 2 parts soul, internal combustion of the substances of being. crafted and sliced for your sensory enjoyment, eat from the bowl of you, indulge in the beauty of life.