Developing the Now-Only-Eyes
If only I knew now what I knew back then, now I’m old and withered, jaded and half decayed, time projection, slightly delayed, portrayed in space as a new born porcelain boy, where my mind will use wisdom worn force, in an effort to destroy the passive aggressive actions practiced in my previous course ~
Today is my thirtieth birthday. The next thirty years of my life has already happened. The reason I have progressed forward towards this fragmented frame is to fix the fractures and file change… or… More along the lines, to MAKE something of this life; this life I had once wasted away like the gray shades of death - Unlike today it was unlike today - Where my vision listens within a new light; a blue breath. I can now visibly create those silver steps; I control, overcome, and anticipate, alleviate the pain by bleeding my red paint cells upon the page. I now have the gift of understanding to guide forth to my next test; leaving behind all the falsehood perceptions of deceit at the gate.
Oh thank you! Sweet God for showing me this place so eloquently pure, in truth and beauty - It was in that moment that I had awaken from a dream, with a futuristic taste in my mouth. It is my thirtieth birthday, and the time now reads today, and now-only-eyes stare straight into a sun, it knows what needs to be done.
Today is my thirtieth birthday. The next thirty years of my life has already happened. The reason I have progressed forward towards this fragmented frame is to fix the fractures and file change… or… More along the lines, to MAKE something of this life; this life I had once wasted away like the gray shades of death - Unlike today it was unlike today - Where my vision listens within a new light; a blue breath. I can now visibly create those silver steps; I control, overcome, and anticipate, alleviate the pain by bleeding my red paint cells upon the page. I now have the gift of understanding to guide forth to my next test; leaving behind all the falsehood perceptions of deceit at the gate.
Oh thank you! Sweet God for showing me this place so eloquently pure, in truth and beauty - It was in that moment that I had awaken from a dream, with a futuristic taste in my mouth. It is my thirtieth birthday, and the time now reads today, and now-only-eyes stare straight into a sun, it knows what needs to be done.
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