I stand on the edge of the abyss trying to look away
Away from all that I am and all that I feel
It's all that I once was
I fell so hard yet there was no bottom
I dropped like a jet pointed straight into the pits of heaven below me
Despite who I was I felt so deep
I pulled myself to the top in body
My spirit tore itself from my body when I tried to pull it
I tried so hard to pull it to me
I tried to fix the whole of me
I tried and tried
I am torn in half and half is within you
I don't want it back, you can have me.
You won't use me as you should
You will abuse me as you shouldn't
Drop me in the abyss
Make me helpless
Keep me
I wish someone would love me, forever,
I feel all lonely, I want to be oogled and cared for
Why don't you keep coming after me,
After I've slapped you over and over again?
I push and push you away and yet you're supposed to,
Be my stalker!
Love me forever, never leave me, damn it why won't you listen?
I don't understand why no one rushes to my side.
I don't get why I hurt so much inside.
I want you!
I hate you, I love you, don't come near me.
Be my stalker!
Why do you call me so much?
Why did you sacrifice so much just to see me?
You must be obsessed! What's your problem?
You stalker!
I talk and talk yet you don't listen!
Be
As I walked the Earth half—dead and alone
I found my soul
My desire
My drive
The one who made me know life is worth living
I found a beautiful soul
I then tortured and abused her- for her "sake"
Bewildered and perused
Enlightened and annoyed
I did all I could to clarify to her
Yet I could not include her
For I hadn't yet immersed my life in love
I hadn't yet known how to
I did little but lose her
And then I reviled myself and so did she
I berated and destroyed parts of me
I liberated and exonerated
Re—examined and dissected
What little that was left, I then grew
Ignorance was shed in such light
Lack of understanding of my
I may be a noob,
A complete and utter stooge.
But baby, I'm a stooge for you,
Rather than all the stages in the world, all the TVs in this country.
And baby, my sweet, my heart, I won't ever stop grasping for you,
Rather than the other fish in the sea, all the dolphins in the gulf.
I may be a hopeless fool,
A complete and utter tool.
But baby, I'm a tool for you,
Rather than all the nails in the bunch, screws in the store.
And baby, my love, my heart, I'll be enamored with you till the day I die,
Rather than all the flowers in the ground, all the stars in the sky.
I may be a complete jewel,
A complete and utter pearl.
But baby,
The motion stopped dead stillness ensued even the wind seemed to still as it realized that
everything else suddenly paused. For a brief second, the world stood in utter intolerable
silence, as if to strike for an eternal moment in time. Showing the raw power nature possesses,
stopping itself in mid flight, during its busy agenda just deciding to freeze with inner merit.
Soaking in its own beauty only to arrive even more exquisite than when it began its perpetually
tranquil journey. Forever in time does that moment set with unbearable resilience. Moving not
an inch, not a centimeter the water awkwardly cocked in a stationary
A Life Worth Living -Passage- by linked, literature
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We got into the tree house, and I said, "what in the hell is
going on Junah?!" She simply said "Sit!" I was like "Yes,
ma'am, geez." She stood there a moment, trying to gather the
strength not to cry, as I found out later on. She didn't
have enough strength, neither of us did, tears rolled down
her cheeks as she looked at me with those piercing eyes, I
nearly died, and a part of me did at that moment, a large,
gaping hole was left in my life, it seemed as though it
would never be filled again. I got up to hold her and she
hugged me and cried for a moment and then looked me in the
eyes and pus
And then fireworks shot into the heavens,
and wine flowed down into the seas and lakes.
The birds and other animals came to attention
then scattered into their small holes and crevices
in the earth. The large white moon glistened with
the red and blue particles from the undeniably
breathtaking light show. The clear blue water
rippled across the seas and lakes as the light
winds blew across the water with grace and
brilliance. The huge ever-greens shifted and
swayed with ever-growing delight as the seemingly
straining winds glided through the trees and
branches with the simplest of ease. A seemingly
endless sky,
Mental noise
The noise is loud; the noise is there, deep in my senses, etched into the air. Entrenched in my sub-reality, sub-human, sub-sensitive, sub-sensible, sub-intelligent "real intellect". Never, never will I let it destroy me, I will fight, fight the noise, the hurt from within, from without, from them, my best and my worst… worst ever in the mind… in that mind, that mind that loves, that lives, that can barely breath. Dissolve... Dissolve… Dissolve myself in the fury of the noise… hateful… loving, disgusting! Disturbing, LET ME LIVE MY LIFE! Peace… Peace… Throughput… None! I shall have NONE! BE STILL THY LOATHSOME WAYS
I invoke the muse of my ancestors, the
muse that has inspired the greatest works of
our existence, come and inspire me, for I know
not what to write. Dispel this disputing mental
state, which has blocked my mind from flowing
freely with the wind of my soul.
A shooting star rocketed passed the
brilliantly incandescent moon, igniting in a
fury of flame and turmoil; falling to the earth
with elegance, and force. The dove-white moon
glistened with masked, infamous flames,
exemplifying the utter random beauty that exists
at the core of nature itself. The snow drizzled,
floated, falling with the grace and stature
that na
How long does it take…
How long must I wait…
Distraught without my life, my love…
Disgusted by the thought of anyone else…
Dismembered from my heart…
How long must I carry on…
Here lies my love… My life…
Disability drives my longing…
Discarded in life like an old shoe, warn to the fabric…
Dented like a used car...
How I long to hold her…
How I long to trace the lines on her back…
Delve into her like a pool of lustful love…
Divide her soul from her body for just one moment…
Dreams, surreal and torturous dreams; they won't desist.
-Adam/Linked
A mesh of blues and reds and whites, under-lapped by
a dark black regime. A spectacularly sprinkled starry
area with clusters upon clusters of a variety of
dots, bright, and discolored alike with more stars
then anyone could count in a lifetime. With the center
of attention as evident as can be… a grandiose gray
crater-filled planet, gloweringly standing out from
the mass of stars, the moon seems to be immovable &
plastered to the nothingness of space. A long orange
comet with a faded blue tail moves as slowly as can
be apparently drifting out to the left of the engorged
gray planet. A horrendously chaotic, white, anointingl
I give you piece by piece,
But you are never satisfied.
I give you my left ventricle,
Then get cried on for not loving you enough.
I trade in my time to live in your mind,
To only be shut out in the rain.
I give you my love,
You give me a wet left hook.
I am my worn left mind,
Disgusted and discarded for not giving enough.
What else shall I give?
You already have me, all wet.
Am I not enough?
If not, I shall build a new bridge within me.
A new bridge that won't be enough,
A last gift, a bridge for you to burn; goodbye, my love.
-Adam Abukar
As She Came
I sat staring at a clock on the eve of our anniversary, I took the day off. It was five o'clock, I missed her. She was out on a business date, schmoozing with the big dogs; laughing her distinct fake laugh at their whims, and their sexual innuendo. I bought her her favorite perfume for our anniversary, and of course her favorite flower arrangement. Two white roses, waiting on the counter for her to love me more for their short lives. I arranged for an immaculate dinner to be waiting for us at the top of the same mountain and in the same spot where we first held hands as children, only 2 hours away by helicopter. She should have l
As She Came V.2
I had known her since I can remember; we were always hanging out together, sleepovers constantly. I remember the time I broke her favorite Barbie and she cried until I apologized, and then later on she broke my favorite… Hand, "accidentally," of course. I do truly believe she loved me, for a long time she wouldn't want to sleep unless I called her first to tell her I loved her. I remember those awkward years we had when we were teens, when I noticed her in a new way. I remember she used to always wear pink, pink shirts, pink jeans… until she realized the mistake. We used to make out in my dad's old Chevy, I'd drive up with he
You see I do love you
Oh love of mine, come to stay
Undo this loathfull existence.
Sever your self from that place
Everyway possible
Everyway Plausible.
Intertwine yourself in my eternal love.
Don't push me away,
Outdo those who say "Nay!" for the sake of nay.
Live life with me in our esoteric ways
Outlive the world in forever with me
Volunteer yourself for my love, order "Love only me"
Envision your love in me, Baby.
Yell at the top of your lungs that you love me
Ohh, I am but a crumpled up old man without you!
Undo your dreams and interweave them within me.
You see, I do love you, Baby.
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This is just an excerpt from what I wrote in my April 17th, 2005 journal entry "World views and religion".
"What I've been building up to is religion, religion has alot to do with worldview doesnt it? I surely think it does, religion requires you to accept underlying principles that no one can prove which only make sense to those with other certain assumptions of the world. Assumptions, if you will, are the building blocks of our worldviews. For instance if I were to assume that humans were just animals and that our social interactions were based solely on our own needs and wants to survive I could come to the conclusion easily that families
I have encountered many different people in my years of interacting with people at school and elsewhere. Worldviews are a very peculiar thing, so many things have an affect on our worldviews and subconscious that it's no wonder there are no completely the same people in the world.
The parents of people have a huge affect on peoples thinking. Most people naively think that their parent's ideas and statures are ideal worldviews until they get a little older and maybe realize that their parents are far from ideal. Other people grow to realize that their parents are closer to ideal than they thought originally.
What I've been building up to is
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