Nothing am I, yet still I am. Perhaps I am light I move to becoming, for all is my sight If I have ever been, then a being I am My light radiates as I seek to understand I can now draw my sword and separate that which isn’t Me Yet every being I see is still forever free Passionate victory is mine, and I never know fear As a being of such complexity, My first ideas appear Then dreams, and visions, planning and liquid hope The End is the beginning, for I am boundless in scope
Hi. I'm doing fine. I know things got pretty crazy for awhile, and I'm still not sure if I should delete it all. But I'm working full time and I'm clean and sober.
I won't update here much because of an injury which makes it difficult to type quickly. you can find me on facebook if you care to look. i'm so glad to finally be balancing my brain and body with my desires and dreams. For future friends and previous followers, I humbly thank you from the top and bottom of my heart for feeding my desire for attention when I was so low. So when I'm high on life, I can return it to you.
Within the fire of my mind I conjured up everything that I knew; then I conjured up everything that I didn't know, and all of it was dark. I fancied what shouldn't be and wondered aloud at what already Was. All of this, I knew or I didn't know. With the zeal of my Art and Technique I sought about within the sewers of Babylon for a Light: found neither among the known or the unknown but only within unknowable probability- all was dark except for my light. a leap of Faith in gods primal and unknown was beyond me in spirit, if not in reason! I recalled creating this light myself, and knew that I was master of known, unknown and unknowable. This too was Unforeseen. tn