unzombie
creativity often comes from feelings. in order to express yourself through art – whatever the media may be – you have to feel. inspiration, passion, and the transcendence of your higher self all require your heart to bleed. the blood needs to course out of your veins and into your art. it is a channeling of your soul – or spirit. call it however you like; it is that intangible, unidentifiable, and elusive inner spark that creates a masterpiece of our feelings for all to see. it is impossible to create without feelings. for a long time, my feelings were dead. for all intents...
Read Morethree words to rule them all
i don’t say ‘i love you’ to make someone hurt, to alienate or to cause a general feeling of awkwardness. i say ‘i love you’ because in my heart i feel it. because not saying it, hurts worse than anything that could be ever imagined. like cupid’s arrow piercing my heart feels much like a real arrow. the pain courses throughout my body in convulsions and with convoluted thoughts clouded and clustered about my brain. a pain like thousand tiny pin pricks and sword slashes upon my naked flesh. Oh blighted heart, why must you torture me so? i clear away the...
Read MoreAngry With Myself
I awoke this morning with feelings of anger towards myself. Angry that I had fallen victim to despair over the past year. Angry that I haven’t moved on in affairs of the heart. Angry that I hurt those that I love. Angry that I was too late. I hope I can forgive myself and learn from my errors. I want to be a better person. I want to be me. I know that I am me. More so now than I have been for quite some time. Unfortunately, it took a bit of a trauma to restart my emotional self. Trauma that I hope to recover from. I just don’t think it was worth the loss. The price was too...
Read Morea tall ship and a star to steer her by
life is much like the sea. often have i wondered my deep yearning for the sea. the pull of the ocean is very strong and has always been as such. it has always been close at hand my whole life. navigating at the sea is much like life. we have stars to guide us through troubled waters. Sea-Fever I must down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky, And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by, And the wheel’s kick and the wind’s song and the white sail’s shaking, And a grey mist on the sea’s face, and a grey dawn breaking. I must down to the seas...
Read MoreThe Pretty Lights
Some things are more important than we at first realize. Happiness is within ourselves. Sometimes it can be inspired into fruition from those we cannot see due to the lack of our own happiness. Either out of subtlety or by a rapid repeated blow from a ball peen hammer, we find ourselves. We find that we were always there yet not seeing ourselves. We get blinded by blindfolds of our own making. We tie ourselves up with bonds made of our own fears. It is times like these that tie us to our limits. Limits that ultimately we impose upon ourselves. Yet suddenly and without warning, we turn around...
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