The Phoenix Soul
Sometimes I wonder if it is a blessing or curse to have the soul of the phoenix ; to be a scorpio . To have so much wisdom , intensity and power , to possess such natural charisma yet to constantly bear life's challenges and darkness is such a demanding victory . Not to mention the constant cycles of death a phoenix soul has to endure in one little lifetime , over and over like a offensive song with a sweet tune one dies at night and wakes up reborn in the morning , it takes such a mighty toll on a person constatly experiencing death and heartbreak but the unasked for gift of strength allows you to never give up ; not completely at least. You may feel down and out like you cannot go on anymore but then here goes that strength , that passion , that power spreading over you like fiery wings and dragging you up from the pits of darkness and into the world again . The feeling is invigorating of course , you feel like you can conquer the world once more so you set out to do so but there's always that next time ; The next time that life deems you too weak of a phoenix even though you've grown bigger , greater, more mature than the last so to take down your new colossal form a new much much greater ending will be sent to crush your bigger soul for you to understand this is not as big nor as strong as you can truly be , will be . I'm convinced that until a phoenix is cosmic is only when the offensively sweet song will be muted and it will finally know peace , whatever that may be , only when phoenix has gathered an extravagance of wisdom on how to heal every soul and make no man cry any longer shall they finally be set free from the cycle of seeing the underworld and living with it everday . But then again this is just a maybe and it's simply how I feel about my own soul , I hope one day I can fall asleep alive and wake up the same ~
