and so it begins...

 " Whereas many got their own addiction, as some like to smoke, others to drink, most to shoot and I to think. !"

I find it quite hard not to ease the pain with thoughts; however they may not cure, but they can shed some light on the troubles within. I find it quite amusing to think, let everything out, quiet the external noise and let your mind be free. i am no different from most men as all of us are cursed with the plague within.

there is some sense of superiority to our addictions. I can't see past the mirror stage or so I am still hiding out of such a cage, to lie free unaware of what to become of me ye where every thought has its own prison, my prison would reside only inside and out.

there hasn't been a chance to think freely, without constraint, without limits, where everything has its own definitive awareness. my chances of becoming a prodigy are slight to none. I find it amusing to revel in that entity where my mind and soul are attached through this line of thoughts whereas my identity lies somewhere beyond the gallows of hell. I find it quite interesting to brush up on some memories of struggle where life seemed a bit of a burden to carry out yet I made sure to do so, so my being has a meaning but where it lies the most, that I can't not know .

I reside right out of outer discrepancies or so outer seductive mediums, where the mind holds its most meaning to the idea or thought behind such work, it is my mind that has the power to think of a worthy potent idea to converse, yet I willingly put the rocks aside and out I go for a walk, to soothe the mind and cure the heart I dare channel my resentment to words, my own hate towards something meaningful, something of importance yet where it lies I can't not know.

you there is some significance for my being as I'm onlyborn to think, so why make it a hassle to disagree with others and that finds me lying beneath my shed of light awake waiting for some divine truth to bless me along the way yet why so wait. I will hold it to be whatever I so desire or so I would like to think. be it now or after I still am the same, the same child as before, the same man I ought to be, so within lies thee. the lord is my beholder and I mean no harm yet my own existence needs a candle to light, a dream to pursue and a desire to fulfill. make it count and as many say: carpe diem.