DESIPIENT DENIZEN

Zach. 21. Aspiring artist and soon to be broke with those kinds of dreams.

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I love her for her self-control, her self discipline weighs in comparison with my strengthening of constitution. At times, battering myself with troubled thoughts can be overwhelming, but what great man could become who he is by being complacent in what he was. The push to succeed in all of my endeavors surpasses the crippling self doubt I feel at times when weighed down by stress. Usually it’s self-created dillema, self-diagnosed by anxiety, and selfishly absorbing the hopes of enjoying life as a happy human being. Her approach to life is as if caressing a delicate thread through a burning flame without singing a single fiber. The storm perpetually crashing inside of her mind hardly effects the person she shows herself to be. She has tamed the madness in such a way that her approach caters to her happiness. She has tamed the perplexity that I only allow consume me when I fall to my lowest. It baffles me at times how skilled she must be to withstand the torture, but I know she has only learned the silver-lining secrets that keep the demons at bay. She has found balance, inwich she is able to enjoy the so called madness. Some could say when she is riding high, her love for life overtakes any idea of happiness the standard thought partaker may consider. [What is madness when you’re really just have a steadier train of thought, of logically concluded stems branching out to create something out of nothing. When directed in the proper motif, one could create happiness out of eternal depression. In what sense is this madness other than a silly trick to making your body tick in the way you would wish to have it. I see this is self-control over the whimsical nature of an untrained spirit.] Consistency was never mentioned, but appreciations for the positive fluxuations will be the only secret to bringing not only her, but myself out of the rapid reality that is smoldering regression. Unhindering depression. It seems to eat at us all that see the world for what it really is, it seems to be a reminder that reality is yet another dampening idea, not the livelihood in wich we partake in it. Life is an unimaginably blissful experience often brought to ruin by the imaginable reality that we were born to partake in. At times I find it hard to capture the essence of beauty in every detail but it never seems to be something she misses. Despite who we’ve created ourselves to be, the connected nature of her essence merges the idea into reality and manifests itself into an elegant work of will power and dedication. She is this masterpiece created from a proverbial dedication to rise from the flames. It is seeing her joy that gives me strength not to allow the darkness to consume me. It’s not always I feel vulnerable to the demon, it just helps to understand the illumination I have intertwining so delicately with my soul.

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fun in the sun! by (dj murdok photos)

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Rawson Lake, Kananaskis by (Hank888)

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Lesha Lauz

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I can’t wait…

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Mine

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Please re blog this and possibly donate what you can I don’t like asking for hand outs but my car blew up and I lost my job so now I’m starting to feel like I cannot provide for my son. I am in a really bad situation anything will help

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