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Talking To MyselfWhat is the meaning of lifeto live itWell why am I living itIts what you are meant to doCan you be more specificAsk a more specific questionHow do I know if the choices I am making are the right choices?They are?Every one of them?YesWhat if I make a choice that ISNT rightYou can't, and you know thatOkay, what if I make a choice that leads to my failureYou canot fail. You are created to succeed. You can do nothing but succeed. Your conscious mind simply doesn't always understand the way in which you are succeeding at the time, and it reads this as failure. All things are meant to be. all things are a part of the success.What if my mind reads something as failure, and it leads to sadness, fear, frustration, things like that? I don't want that.But those things are necessary. They are a part of the experience, just as is love, peace, and understanding. It is only once we have experienced these thing
The MasqueradeMy melancholy demeanor, is merely a masquerade of my tearsThe cries of a culling that came, calling out to cold covered ears,My sinking soul, still seeks to be saved all the sameBut is burdened by the beatings of blistering blameAnd Underneath the universe are ideas, but up above all elseEverything is eating away at the ether that effortlessly makes up myselfMy mangled mind is melting in this molten magma skullAs the tricky tricksters try to lie, with this juxtaposing jungleMy fairly fractured face is falling from these fast effectsAnd I cannot help but reach to rally with those that they call rejectsMy evil eyes are blinded by this blackness now beheldBut barely born bodies of blood and bone are broken, banished from within their shellsTerrible torrents of untruth and untrust are trying to tempt me from salvationBut those dark dreaded demons that twist in the night dont dare deny me my damnationSo if all that is left is the weak and the weary to welcome my witherin