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damianlee
02-23-2008, 08:00 PM
On the eve of a day of {Reckoning};the day to rectify, satisfy, and falsify ones meaning of life...

Mortality?
There will be an instant, a single pause of reality in which the significance of a life will be set, and this moment of realization will test all existence of mortality to the limitations of Immortality, Morality, and Truth....



Those who prove worthy among the vastness of our whole shall be granted divinity. Divinity SHOULD NOT, CAN NOT, and WILL NOT be recognized as IMMORTALITY{existance as to which one lives on but is forced to rethink/relive all the past actions of himself ) but divinity being where one is allowed to live in a prescence of mind without worry for the inevitable end, free to live as himself without the confines of mortality.



[B]Lessons

Through heartache we become human,

Through love we become invincible,

Through lust we become sinners,

but through compassion, we become immortal in the eyes of strangers, and that is a true gift.

"Wretched"
My tormented soul reaches out to the ones that can not be reached...to the ones that do not reach back,
my life has been ripped in half by the immortal feelings that overcame me...
those wretched beings that poke and slash at my heart with their echoing words in my head..
if i was to pass this world as we speak,
to whoms heart would the stench of a wasted life reach?

to whoms soul would mine call out to, to relinquish that one feeling that most can never behold,
never wanted by the toiled mortal flamed mind,
the exasperated lascarations of my heart are scarred into your eyes,
to me, poetry is the expression of ones feelings in such a way that no one understands except the writer,
to all others the writhed emotions expressed are just words,
except to those who understands the one, that feels the immortals feelings leaking out of the expressions.

The Finding


I find happiness in truth,

You find hope in me,

We find trials in relationships,

Problems find sanctuary in us,

Yet through all of it, I find sanctity in insanity.