assertation*

I have a lot to enunciate, especially when you’re forced into a certain isolation. I always think to myself, whether or not the energy I’ve been sowing is coming back in a peculiar form of reciprocation.

I’m tired of being wired to be there when I truly may not be needed; if my result keeps being the same why do I allow it to be repeated?

I am always indifferent; I get paranoid when I feel an uneasy spirit. I only want my hard work to pay off like anyone else; I’m doing my best, without taking short-cuts, or hitting below the belt.

my time is drawing near; none of my dreams will go undone, or disappear…

wvw*

werewolves, vampires, and witches are oddly familiar; these species’ come over as our true character in a mirror; showing ourselves some things we do are similar.

inspired by their choice of livelihood, and the choice of language which is spoken; i’m truly intrigued, with no need of loathing.

i’m adapting to its culture; hoping one day they’ll look high to the pedestal of my sculpture. not to be worshiped or treated like a goddess; i want love and kindness to reciprocate.

itchy-scratchy*

The book of Job warns us to avoid reducing God’s moral rule to easy formulas…

unknown pov

pulling for successful outcomes; creating blueprints for financial freedom! though, it’s not a sole objective as a priority; i have to keep on going so the moves i make will be considered more than a minority…

clouded by how i feel about myself in most instances; i close my eyes, and i see interdependence. frustrated just a little, because i know my responsibility is to procreate new paths; i must continue to plant the seeds that’ll soon flourish beneath the grass.

Pleiades*

the sailing ones;

Hebrew Reference

my stratagem I have for success, is precise; running my mind ragged making sure every decision I made was right. I have no experience in being perfect, but I do know what it is to be gracious and hospitable without regret. I have so much to be grateful for, and way more to sow into the world; with the obligation of faithfulness to be reaped back for all the goodness I furled.

my life was meant to be universal to all aspects; not limited to anything, knowledge swells more than I could explain, which I’m sure you could suspect. I am convinced, that better is possible; don’t allow your surroundings to make your future feel probable.

peachy*

finding solace within the bounds of my own intellection; going toward profound places, to call my ascension in recollection. I am overly confident in the executions i plan on making; the job that i’ve inherited will now be a bequest awakening. every opportunity I have bestowed, shows that i use all necessary means to prove out anything I’ve been told.

we use each other in a diplomatic form; trying our very best to be proper in the agreements that were born. i am a shade pink anyone could understand; the road i’m taking has outrageous seams that are more than bland.

it all sounds wildly put together, but i promise you this is me explaining why in many ways, i am better. there are no specifics to elaborate on; what i can say is most inspiration was conceived from a time where i felt scorned.

ugh idk*

I shouldn’t have indulged my way through the day like I did; the behavior that keeps boggling my mind has not rid.

dishonorable in many areas; acting out the energy of hysteria.

it was foul and mindless, i am more than what i thought of myself lately; what i cant do is throw myself into situations, blatantly.

throwing away the last minutes that has pass; my black-outs shine like daylight, and its sad.

i forgive me for displaying actions that doesn’t deduce to who i am; i have to start making a serious stand.

Reaping*

humans as species are untrustworthy creatures; we don’t deserve to live forever

~ Unknown POV

we as a species really believe anyone and anything is beneath us, for this is why our life-expectancy has grown short; we already don’t appreciate the limited time we have, and if we were immortal, I doubt we would possess moral support. everyone aches for affairs that aren’t truly needed; I mean how much time do you really need to become a decent human being?

living on the edge is knowing that your last day, just may be today; learn to be grateful for the fact that you’ve opened your eyes with lungs full of air in a safe place; not everyone is comfortable in their shelter, most people feel the streets rather a house is better!

to think, there’re people who truly feel death is beneath them; what a wake-up call they’ll face when they’re condemned. Without judgment or criticism, I am observing a life where people truly take the priceless aspects of being alive as witticism; don’t get me wrong, who wouldn’t want to live very long?

i appreciate the infinitesimal things in mortality, i emerge myself in each moment, knowing i will cherish each day until i graduate and be rewarded with eternal life through my spirituality!