sublime

10 days later and I'm still alive. A pity.

Just another emotion

Lost in the touch
in your eyes, your embrace
I turn to the sky to be
Somewhat, somehow,
free.

Being, believing, bereaving...

Look into the mirrors of my soul and you will find something. We know all too well the sense of fallen-ness lost, searching for some part of yourself when we were much younger, prouder, more alive. Illuminated by the fire of certainty, sure-ity, and other follies of youth.

Shit, sometimes I don't feel so good inside. But at least now i have moments where I shine, and feel like a human being.

Brillance built the atom bomb to illuminate the world

Because we are human.

It's not that we are only human, we are much more. However, it is because we are human, that life is so difficult. We are too smart for our own good. If a difficult life is defined by anything, it's our intelligence.

If I could rid myself of everything, I still would not be able to rid myself of my humanity. The ability to think, and the ability to believe and dream. In my heart, the desire to be a better person, to do as much as I can without looking back in too much regret.

It's not a life of magic, though it comes and goes like the most important things in our lives. Rather life is about the sum of our sufferings, The quality and temperament of our soul. Our humanity, facing the crashing waves of a vast ocean. Daily pounded, by vice and wantonness until eventually we are just a shell of the person we once were. Stripped of our dreams, ripped from the things we love them most, torn from whatever kept us safe and sleeping soundly at night. Until one day we stop sleeping. Because our dreams mean nothing to us anymore.