I am pressured by hate
Forced by love
Corrupted by evil
Chastised by the unknown
Sunken by thoughts
Made homeless by fear
Abused by brethren
I am darkness
But I am love
I am fallen angel
Shards of glass
I am you
You are me
We cease to live
We are broken
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Can a realist be deep and dark and still stand for those who can't stand up for themselves? Speak for those that can't be heard? Looking beyond the surface of things for absolute truth. Just another creative artist that thrives on creative works regardless of the canvas of which one creates and collaborating with other Libertines.
So many experiences both positive and negative, anger and loss. I don't hide behind anything or anyone. Life must be experience to the fullest by all means including all the bullshit that comes along with it. Communication and self-expression is the key to understanding all that's around, happened to you and experiences you'd endured.
My foundation is all the good and bad experiences that has defined the person that I am today. Perceptive study of one individual's understanding of my human condition. Developing nervous breakdown, symptomised by my bouts of unexplained depression, impulsive spending and generally odd, and erratic behaviour. It's a psychological battle.
Does society have an 'ostrich in the sand' mentality, a deliberate ignorance of the emptiness that can characterise human existence? Beginning to probe and investigate my own sense of emptiness and isolation, before finally declaring that my world is full of 'phonies' with each one out for their own phony gain, or am I actually the one who is going insane, or is it society which has lost it's mind for failing to see the hopelessness of their own lives?
I'm just one of those darkly unknown who'd sustained a passionate affair with the world's capricious imagination. Simultaneously possessed and separated from the 'real' world by body, by the flesh that has been rifled, forever estranged from a soul that is no longer my own.
I've circled around loners, rebels, and kids roaming on the borders of society. Feeding off the anguish and beauty, both emotionally and consciously blurring the line between fantasy and reality. No matter what happens, we are all still viewing the world in this prepetual state of wonder.
Life's about taking that big chance that you'd always wanted to take and don't care what happens as a result. Living with regrets is not really living, but to live any other way takes personal courage and a touch of authentic madness.
I am not your photographer–just a captura of moments. And only when words become unclear.
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There's such a lack of responsibility for one's actions in the world, selfishness, and a great destruction in the way people live their lives. It's all instant gratification, and who cares how my instant gratification affects those around me, or on a small personal level or a global level. The way people treat each other is truly disgusting, and we've created an environment through advances in science and technology that allows for a very septic society to thrive. And we breed and breed, and all the wrong people breed while all the right people don't want to have children because they don't want to place them in this world.
Our generation is the first generation since its sexual awakening has come into the world, and realized that sex can mean, ultimately, death. That has had a very serious effect on social morals and on the way people deal with each other. With current times, people are getting more and more confused, and contact is getting more and more sanitized, so there's a lot more mental games being played.
A silence cry echoes into the night,
as the darkness leaks into the light.
Innocence is lost
when good souls do nothing.
When the knights of old
just stare there and watch.
Don't head silent
in that cold bitter night.
Do not give into the devil's lies,
when he shows you his face,
it is time to take arms.
When demons give you hell,
simply return the favor.
Who I'd like to meet:
Anyone that defies conventionalism by making a statement of encounters, characters, views, meaning, perception, and reality of individual existence. Discerning the absolute difference with deep existential questions in life's mysteries by becoming the main character. They truly live to inspire!
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its sad that i never go on this thing anymore. i need to exercise my myspace privs. waiting for that snailmail joey! thanks again. let me know when you're on so we can chat when you're not too busy
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