The thought wave

The endless tides of thought, flow vigorously through the shores of enlightenment, doubtless tides wash against the surface of my epiphany giving birth to new thought. lost in the shadows of the moon, the tides flow endlessly rising as the moon rises, my thoughts now overbearing i find it hard to think, thoughts are now overflowing gesturing the fact i cannot hear any of my thoughts, loud noises flutter the sky of my skull leaving me with a migraine, i wish to think about what truly matters but as the tides keep flowing, i find myself losing myself,in the waters of my own thought...finding direction only as the sun in my head rises and the tides calm releasing thought trapped under the water helping me realize whats really on my mind

Absence of mind

Our life, thought to have meaning beyond comparison. Our goal to reach greatness, to acheive a higher light. Following a path we see sucssessful. The Eternal dream we strive for; few have achieved while countless failed. A rapture would be compared to our cyle of life. Birth>>Life>>Death>>Rebirth. we live an eternity in a cycle of unbroken bonds, chains that link the cycle together. Our one goal is to achieve beyond what a human can, to prove that it is possible if we try. Humans are stubborn and never give up, continuing the fight for a cause that not even we understand. Our instinct to be more than what we are, maybe it is subconcious thought, that maybe if we acheive we will break the cycle, achieve death without rebirth, to stay a being who has acheived and left out of the cycle of rapture. This is only thought, not fully develped thesis so stay posted.
"The rapture and the cycle of life are only seperated by name"

Otike no sawa- The followers of truth

Inside look

My eyes; a puzzle

Emotions; puzzle pieces

All mixed up; can’t decide

I tell myself

I am unique

The words lost

The endless abyss

Spans beyond

My mind

I know who I am

I loose myself

Forget who I am

The part of my mind

I dare not walk

Hatred; sadness; negative emotion

Remain dormant

Mental walls

Made to protect

Have to be broken

To find myself

I fear

I can never be found

Frequent battles

Keep my mind in control

A battle

I must win

To keep my sanity

The struggle; fight and war

I cannot win without loosing

My true fear

Once I lose

I won’t rise

Will I reclaim my throne?

Swallowed by doubt

The endless will “end”

I will meet a fate

Inevitable

Unless

I change

Walk were I feared

Beyond boundaries

Reclaim

My purpose

The relationship between gods a humans

Humans, Defined by stupidity, recognized by greed. We push fourth with no consequence, but what lies behind the tracks of our feet is what we left behind. The dreams, the love, the community, our interactions only perceived as meaningless words, we have long forgotten what it means to be true, to believe in something that doesn’t make any sense, yet we believe so in an unusual way. The belief in a god, humans do not believe in god, humans believe in what god can do for them and not what they can do for themselves. If god was prayed too, and nothing happened, would you still pray? I have never heard of someone who prayed to god just to pray. I have only heard prayers of desires, beliefs in divinity, peace and “Righteous acts” done in his name. “In the name of god”, that very phrase sickens me, in the name of god I smite you, and may the lord have mercy on your soul. This sickens me because we are blaming god for a man or woman’s death. Humans need god, because they need reason, reason only comes from the belief that we can kill in someone else’s name. God is only a figure; Prayers are only heard by coincidence. You pray to god to find a job. You find a job and you thank him and still pray for more. The only reason the job was presented because you searched for it, he didn’t lay a path, you did, by giving yourself false belief that someone has a plan for you. There is no plan, because the plan is what you make it. Humans rely to heavily on godly figures instead of believing they create there own paths. Believing in god isn’t a belief, it’s a false faith derived from our greed to obtain a played out path, a path we believe leads to greatness.

“Humans; on the edge of a rapture find time to be greedy”

Truth of selfbeing

I am a puzzle, with many pieces blank, those blanks are often filled with the lies that people put in them, they think they know what person we are, they try to understand a puzzle with missing pieces, a story with only half of its pages. people will never understand, our preservation, we lock our hearts to stop others from hurting us, but the true reality is, we lock our hearts to protect them from us. behind out shield, behind all locks, behind all the doors, is a beast, a thing, that is truly us, we hide behind a mask to hide this thing, we do it subconsciously and sometimes purposely, to all, do not attempt to understand what is not understandable, you perception towards us is based on lies based on your opinion, nothing more

"Putting a puzzle together, with many pieces missing; is a journey that cannot be fulfilled"

The king has fallen

He stands to his kingdom; watching it burn to the ground. Screams of agony and ternary fill the dusk air; gloom glides the surface of the waking world. Pain strikes into the heart of many; sadness is presented, the kind that cannot be renewed. The king cry’s out as he is struck from the back with an arrow made with the deadly poison of an arker. The king falls but does not die; he readied his sword in wait for the beasts to approach there; he lay anchor to the beasts hearts, the crying savages fall to the ground one by one, the king does not lose his will. Slowly dying from the poison, he roars a mighty roar pushing it into the air; it shall be heard for centuries. The dying king falls to a knee; gasping for air. In his divine throne the king shall fall he thought, soon after a snicker felled upon his face. The king laughs in contempt; he decides he shall not fall without a fight. He states he shall not fall before his kingdom but his kingdom shall fall before him. The leader of the Arkerester tribe rushes in, there battle cries can be heard; the king rises from his knees, he stands guard. His sword steady, his heart calm, his breath controlled and his eyes focused. The beasts smashed through the throne room door letting out many cries of intimidation towards the king. The king does not flinch; instead he reacts. He steadies himself waiting for the moment to strike. The leader announces and a Dosakie no urin; a one on one match. He claims his power absolute. The king does not fret, the king accepts this challenge; sword first he rushes to the arker king and the swords clash. In an appealing light show the swords sparks are dazzled and almost bewitching to all those who dare lay their eyes upon the kings. The kings both tired from previous battles; both remove their armor to end the fight quickly. In one final swing the king triumphs, his battle cry brings joy to the people of detria, the battle is won, the war has halted. The battle will be forgotten, the war will be lost in history, and the king’s legacy shall forever remain.