Echoes - Page 14

They are all inspired by real things that happen in my life. Some of them are a bit exagerated, others are hypithetical situations if something had happend differently in my life, but most of them are my raw feelings and emotions towards things that have happend to me and towards the people that have done them.

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If I am so dispensable
Why even bother pretending?
I understand that you're self centered
But there must be a reason for the effort.
The effort is accelerated by motive
The motive must be in place for a reason...

Do they exist with out reason?
Does anything exist with out reason?

Perhaps... But I doubt it lives as long as you.

And the reason is
You know that it is the right thing to do.
So you do it.

Fucking Christians.

awakenedwraith your stuff is very boring and expected.

Hey, i didnt read the entire thing between youa nd miss pumpkin about your writing style, but i want to ask have you not posted since because of the last post she made on here?

I wrote this then got distracted and lost the feeling. I didnt want to waste so ima post it anyway.

I feel restless with the absence of my daily teachings.
I feel useless cause I never seem to strain.
By and by my time is peaceful but this
Manic stream of conscienceness begins to mold and shape

In two. The hollow eyes which dread on every breathe thats taken.
The laughing sounds of love and kindness lead my way.

lol I was actually writing somehting as you were writing that lol. No, I just have felt anything worth writing lately.

Everglide.

I am now stored, connected and digitally enhanced.
I am now soothed and motivated.
I am now peaceful.
I am now... Satisfied.

My essence of spirituality does not come from doctrination.
It does not come from painful memories.
It does not come from devotion or
Love for another.

I am now courageous.
I am now rythmic.
I am now surrounded and comforted.
I am now smiling.

My thirst is a product of anxiety
Caused by a lack of purpose.
Caused by testosterone.
Yet I am thankful for my flaws.

Crystal clear.
Pure.
Emotion.

you're "mall" post seems all too familiar to me. I dated a girl once who was insufferably self-centered. I spent nearly a year trying to make her happy, and trying to help her through all the problems she was having.

I promise you that the trials she had to put up with while we were dating were no small matter by anyone's standards. Her problems became my problems and they started to effect me the way they had effected her.

I eventually broke up with her and several weeks later she told me she hadn't needed me. Said it was nice to have me there but she could have made it on her own and she didn't need my help.

A day later she was crying because we weren't together still. She seemed so broken for the longest time, but why?

"If I am so dispensable Why even bother pretending?"

I'm glad you could connect with it. As I've said before, it always makes me feel good knowing that someone thought about something that I thought about. I guess it makes me feel more human.

Purpose

I will reach for your hand.
Always.

Life's purpose is not great, or extravagant.

Reach.
Reaction.
Relief.
Skin.
Peace.

Pain

Breathe
Feel
See
Fated
Discerned
And Distraught...

We are Bleak
Fools
Questioning
Life
Though
We'll Die...

Together we fall in line.
The shelter deep inside.

Faith
Fly
Hindered
Repressed
Oh
Denial...

We Are Born
Tossed
Free
And
Left To
The Fires...

Cultivate my love.
Oh, thy will be done.

Come to bed my love.
Oh, the day is done.

We Are Only What We Allow Ourselves To Be.

Decide what is important to you.
Freely, without barricades
Lacking anxiety or oppression
Disertate a legacy
Worthy of your lover's mirror.

I Remember...

Inability
To "Keep it all in mind"

I find I speak less and less what I wish to, and more and more of what I hope to silence...

I feel as though I deny nature
In what I do...

I try to change, become better.

I fail to keep in mind what I am trying to do...
What I am trying to say...
My goals.
What have I accomplished?

I know very little...
Still, I FEEL. I am aware of this, and it is my belief
That I understand at least my feelings.

I know that I feel what my life should be.
It should be happy.

I care very little for those around me...
But, I care for those I wish to care for
Very greatly.

So........
What should I do?

Find a way to be happy. Happier!
With those I chose to care about...
I feel that I am doing a good job.
I am "keeping things in mind"
And I am not a fool.

I understand where I live
How I live
What happens around me and how it affects me...

I only struggle with a choice.

Do I chose to understand your world
Or mine?

The obvious answer...
Is both.

Decisions

Limbo
In between.

Fillers...

Progress is natural.

For the indecisive, "almost there" lasts a long time.
For the passionate, no such thing exists.

But to pretend that we can remain the same
For more than a short period of time

Is Childish.

Less logical...

Less productive...

More comfortable...

Anxiety

All these holes for all those plugs.
They come and they come
And I run and I run.