Alone with a candle

Once in a while you get shown the light in the strangest of places if you look at it right...

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Fall is coming

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What could go wrong?

“Horrible things have resulted from having the best intentions.” True story.

 Thats probably a misquote but you get the gist.

Im not sure who said it but I wonder if they knew the extent of it. Had they felt the gravity of the words? Was it through genius, spoken from a heavy heart or if it was just some random douche bag that fired a long shot for the net at the buzzer and broke someones teeth.

After this weekends events Im considering a new tattoo. Im hoping to see it on a T shirt, on social media, or on the next season of Game of Thrones. Hey how about on every mile marker sign on I-75 from Detroit all the way down to Tampa. I don't think a reminder here and there is too much to ask…

You could probably trace this all the way back to hunter gatherer, setting snares for food only to only to trap or injure the loved ones they were attempting to feed….right??

Im sorry Tom, it lit quick, and you look better with a shaved head anyway!

In my defense, every time Ive lit myself on fire, Ive remembered to stop drop and roll. Im just saying.

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Current Past

Ive Come To find myself outside the raft. Thrown into the white waves dodging sharp rocks and protruding trees alike. Everything is moving so fast. Between gasps of breath I grasp for branches or reach for a rope that isn’t there, so i grab at nothing.

 The doves overhead, the glowing leaves on the trees, warm sunlight peeking through... And they're fleeting by so fast. Claimed by current and wishing for calm, just to bathe there for a moment and admire the beauty. Remember what it was like here, and the passed that carried me here. So fast its flowing, flooding through seasons to and through an ocean of tears.

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Inhale and ride the downward spiral to the end

One day at a time, It is what it is. Let it roll right off your tongue; it is what it is… Well, what is it? -its a white lie and yes I'm guilty. Its a mantra we create because we have nothing else to say of a shitty situation. Its, everything happens for a reason, but it doesn’t. We may not be the first mammals to use tools but i believe we are the first to lie to ourselves. A pride of lions A school of fish A murder of crows A house party of people We flock together just like animals and when theres none to flock to and we’re castaway, we welcome Wilsons.  We make friends of felines or figures or phantoms. When none is there to nurture you, you find a way to nurture yourself. Its life’s way of strengthening us. Everything happens for a reason is a jagged pilled that goes down easy with wine. This too shall pass, should be a single serving. Mind making multiple mantras, because they belong on the same shelf as jack and the beanstalk. Sometimes loss, is worth its weight in experience. Time heals but it isn't very forgiving, it kills us too. This conscious experience separates us from them.

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Don't give me the answers, Show me how to find them

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Emancipator - First Snow

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A soundtrack to my madness

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Fools rush in

I was captive, watching the sky fall down around me, one after another shot from left to right. Was i flying?  I don't hear voices in my head, it was more defined, someone was calling my name. She's holding my compass, the reflection caught my eye.

she suggests me closer while moving farther away. Weaving through the clouds she's faster than me, but maybe i can outsmart her to catch up....Up and down... I stumble and trip over something... A spinal Column?

And thats when it hits me, when our eyes lock, she tosses me back my compass and it lands amidst dozens of others just like it. Terms like last man standing doesn't apply here because these men and their trinkets all died before I was trapped here,

 I am captive, and the sky isn't falling, I am, and fooling myself that its flight,

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Of Wolf and Man

Pitch black like new,  with only stars in the sky.

Its safer in the dark, I don't want to see it coming. Convulsions seize me, rise and fall with the tide.

That haunting crescent, smiling, sliver cuts deep, and yes I deserve it. 

My beat is slowed by the sliver inside, pin prick tears a hole till red stains gold. This cycle has me spinnin to sickened to shaven, only to grow right back. Cycle with a sliver may as well be a scythe because my lionheart has drained black.

Poison can be the only cure sometimes.

My pointed teeth have pierced my tongue, anything to feel human again. The sliver went to and through my heart... is silver?... then i guess i have found my end...

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what are you doing with your candle?

Using it to light my path as i tumbl through the dark...

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hushhh

The defined edge of the world that circles around me begins to blur while the puddle i lay in grows. The naked trees are all pointing their fingers down at me, too many to count before this puddle becomes a river and my time runs out...

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In this moment...021615

The day has darkened and the night is near its end, soon it will be morning. The wind outside is mocking me with a beckon, “come out and play”. Middle (finger) February is unforgiving and freezing, loneliness has never caused such a bone chilling shiver. Wake me in April, pray I dream of June, because its winter in my heart.

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“I don't want to die without any scars”

- Chuck Palahniuk

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Carpe diem

Motivation strikes like lightening, without warning. Rolling thunder a muffled percussion against the grain spilling thru the hourglass. Thoughts spill like passing pixels laid to rest at the bottom like a cloud thats lost its shape and changed to conceal the inspiring sun.

We need to capture these moments as they pass. A creative mind is a gift to the world and everyone in it, don't cheat us of your contribution. Change the world with whats inside you.

[lily483]

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Its only after we've lost everything, that were free to do anything

Chuck Palahniuk

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In this moment...031015

The bouncing of a basketball breaks my concentration again the sun squints my eyes but still i see their smiles, tho it saddens me because i know their story. the grandfather rescued him. so why do i sear? a broken mirrors image so familiar this noise will echo in my memory forever, every similar sound will draw me back to this street where i carved my mark among theirs.

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Tuning out is an acquired taste I've learnt the extent of practice makes perfect. Rituals and routines become what they are from as sound as deliberation or as careless as distraction. Its got me spinning, searching my surroundings, looking for answers but stumbling around empty handed. Over the years and through the woods to..I lost my way…