On returning to stabilty

Let nothing phase you.
Let nothing break you.
Stand by your dreams.
Embrace your ambitions.

Stay Happy and create an ambience.

through appreciation, ambition and a modest understanding

this is living.

karma reimbersed

Being forced upon a knife edge can take it's toll you either reach a stand still or flop either directly down or fall to the hilt. I hope to remain focused on this central point still managing the challenges around me.

As people we assume love as a swift justice to the heart a residing comfort re emerged in the form of another body.

What real love takes is merely a minor understanding of a mind and soul, please do not confuse yourself with the illusion. If you can learn to adjust and reason with changing circumstances then even two juxtaposed bodies can still leave a consistent fire.

Bitterness, deception, loss of communication, regrets, unloyalty and spite.

I hold none of these in my array of cards.

I love you for your ambition and autrism that in itself is the real beauty to me.

Here's to a fresh start.

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Everday i spill blood from two cracked teeth, in the desperate hope i'll feel alive again.

Removing any doubt that i am of a different nature.

Wishing this reality to be true.



I walk this land but not as my ancestors did bare foot, blisters abundant.They could harness the warmth and wellbeing of mother nature in between their toes.



My breathing becomes a deep wheezing as i choke inside my own bubble where am i safe if not in my own sanctuary?



My hands are born tools to create and act as forces on objects for good and bad outcomes.



My eyes only see a mist. Vast arrays of illusions, hiding the truth.

Squinting adapting to focus i then remove myself due to lack of time to see this world in a different light.

We spend so much of our time worrying about materialistic objects that we do not even manage to notice the most simplest of things.
I wish i wouldn't consider the possibilities and rattle my mind over what if and question how and why?
I wish i could join the buzz and the bubbles the majority of humans emerse themselves in and continue on enjoying sanity.

Psycological impact on even the strongest of minds can bring upon a mist.

is history repeating itself?

The mist over the illusion has became apparent.

Focusing on futuristics.
Penetrating into minds yet to be shaped.

I am following this narrow corridor of what will be with the doors on either sides still unlocked.
I stand within my sanctuary proud of the walls i have built and the secret passages forged beneath me.

In human years i am young but i am not misguided of my amibitions.
Since our first encounter you have made me sucumb to reason and thoughts i considered to be only that of my logic but somehow you managed to share.
A shared purpose through technique and history.
I willingly accepted your embrace and i shall never leave it's presence, thankyou will never suffice, i am eternally in your debt.

I am fortunate in having your hand to interlock with mine and the soft whispers of your comforting words.
You have lead me to a safe place which i could of only dreamt of in my childhood slumbers.

Do your worst and i will stand and recieve what ever you deliver but i shall never raise my white flag.

From parallel to a point.
Your fears have become my fears
Your hopes have become my hopes.

No longer declining, i'm on a rise, riding a steady gradient for a better future but not just for me.
Distancing the pair of you as the air thins and my feeling of sancity weakens, i hold the thought picture perfect of the discrete smile on the black and white screen and that of yours with gentle passing tears before a sly hand removes them.

Admiring the beauty that of love for another made me realise i no longer stand in an illusion. This is real although a miracle it truelly is happening, every heartbeat (and those skipped) to every line you draw with your finger on my back.
I have no wish to return to the days of old or derilict foundations.
I'll take my redeveloped blueprints and take them not to cover the old battleground but to build on new ground with a cleansing soil where not even the faintest memory rides the wind of these plains.

I've always dreamed of a sanctuary.
You are my sanctuary.

Through desperation and weakness I stand here tonight.
You will never be able to anticipate my next hand.

Your an honest miracle

Calm and collective, broadened smiles.
No fears and no crimes from here on in.
I took this leap for a reason i wasn't pulled neither was i pushed i felt the complications ahead and rest them aside with a better knowledge and then i leapt straight forward not once did i look down or back and now i state myself to be safe.
Raise me up but never pull me down i'll hold you by your promises and kindness and i won't leave this dream.

A general awareness and appreciation but closure will not be granted from this passage

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Chances and possibilities, in this new light i believe is my future should i?

I am the message

I will never give up on anything that still has the slimmest of chances.
My mind may bare doubts but penetrate deeper and you shall find that of an interesting characteristic i hold dear to me, where hope still breathes and flourishes.
Although on occasions it can become lost it still is in plain view.

It well may well be a struggle to raise you up but i will accomplish the task to the best of my abilities all with best intentions at hand (note this is not targeted at any paticular individual)
On occasions you will knock me back down and steer your emotions to face me, you let loose of everything that has ever had a negative impact on your wellbeing and career it straight down the road until you hit me head on.
Yes i will rise with cuts and bruises but next time will i achieve my goal or will time repeat?
It seems nothing i will do will suffice for you but why do i still try?





You drive my obsession to a faster pace but i'm unsure whether it is mutual.
Am i merely part of an array of reactions caused by let's say a billiard ball on break hurtling towards it's objective with the two colours represent that of good and bad opportunities but when you struck yourself down that path did you intend to come into contact with me?
With the force and might you did?


Following this unknown factor another appears it's an open table but which do you choose;

The easiest quick pot where you'll have instant comfort and success but the following part of the game may be disheartened about why you chose it originally.

Or maybe you'll ask that of a more expierienced friend in the field of play to help make that of a better decision for you but in the end they will probably wrongly determine how you play and the tactics you use.

Or you will give up feeling inadequate at this and return to your drink, friends and what you enjoy.

Maybe you will strike the one that most appeals to you after considerate thought but are looks everything?

You make sure your playing on the same table with the same cue and strike the same ball as the last time you won but did you really win last time? Are you willing to leave it all down to luck? Is the same ball a good choice again?

You read up on the possibilities laid out infront of you, you consider the rest of your options and take the best tactical advantage possible.

Finally you could sink the black straight in and lose with the chance you take others down with it, if you continue to play then every ball you strike will be in vain,
you have already lost
what could of been is now gone
no safety nets and no way back


This example can be controversal due to no matter what happens the game ends.

Unless perhaps you sneakily take that ball that appealed to you most and slip it into your pocket
to take home.

Just remember there's always a chance of a rematch until your funds decrease to nothing and you have nothing left to give that'll be the day when you truelly no your lost and alone.

Why do we force ourselves to play these games?
Because it's the norm?

A new year, a new chapter to be written

I've recently taken a huge interest into philosphy recently with aid from a spirited kindhearted young individual.
Although what i've read so far is far from an easy read every other sentence i take in seems to just click in my mind and i understand and comprehend it that it brings a smile to my face yet it creates a storm in my mind of interest and a certain layer or eariness forms. At the same time it's making life alot easier in a strange way just thinking about things from a different perspective such as that of cause and effect when it comes to argueing.

This next year should be a good one i'm climbing the ladder higher and higher with no assists and no safeguards my strengh alone has pushed me up this pitch tackling the barriers down finally reaching my goals step by step.

I'm here to make my mark on others peoples lives although catering is my profound love and it seems helping others is along the sidelines it's really not the case, i'm in love with teaching and creating ambitions.
I want to inspire those who are lost.
I want to raise the bar with those who are blind to their ambitions.
I want to mend the broken.
I want to aid the helpless.
And
I want to care for those wounded in the battles of life.