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Writing creates a paradigm. Much like a camera, it is a paradigm that we can look through in order to see the world, or create one, from a different perspective. I decided to step away from my art and look at the lens itself instead of looking through it. What I found is that we are able to paint pictures with words, pictures that don’t exist and we can create artworks with those pictures that allow you to see them in the most magical way possible while knowing that each artwork is different and unique depending on the person that composes it. It is being able to travel the world as we know it through symbols and letters while not moving an inch from where we are in time and lead ourselves to a beautiful yet twisted sense of duality. Maybe it’s the feeling of godhood in creating life, worlds or even stories yet I am still human but I become a god outside of time. I take my imagination and make it tangible. They say actions speak louder than words but I am a writer and words are all I have. So, maybe one day, as these words drip from my fingertips they will find you and they will drown your thoughts with beautiful pictures and hopefully, you might just understand, Why we write. They say actions speak louder than words, But there’s still a reason why the pen is mightier than the sword.
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Oct 21, 2017
Oct 21, 2017 at 1:25 AM UTC
Why We Write
All that I am and all I can hope to be All that I understand and all I need Is to be in your fold for the years I grow old Within the glory of heaven with you All is goodness and joy in the wonders of God Behold you are crowned with the victory Claimed for heaven for all of eternity Shining down on the nations of earth You are our God and we are your children Trusting in all that you say and you do Providing a way to be more like you everyday Following you, Jesus, Lord of mercy We fall on our knees confessing our need for you All that I am is to be held by Jesus By: Leona Chaput
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Oct 9, 2017
Oct 9, 2017 at 4:16 PM UTC
All That I Am
It's a miracle. You know? You're a miracle. Just the sheer biology of thinking, dreaming, creating, destroying, sleeping, waking, crying, running, hiding, fighting, loving, loosing, growing, shrinking, living, dying, writing, erasing, giving, receiving, feeling. Words, they are our miracle.
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Aug 29, 2017
Aug 29, 2017 at 6:29 PM UTC
You.
i want to be one of the reasons why you smile why you wake up and want to be more than who you are i want to be one of the reasons why you write songs why your heart skips a beat and the reason why you want to keep going in life.
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Aug 29, 2017
Aug 29, 2017 at 2:32 AM UTC
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I've seen endless galaxies in her eyes, And I have felt entire hemispheres Hot and burning Upon our lips, The sun and the stars, Consummating, constellating Between her hips.
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Aug 25, 2017
Aug 25, 2017 at 9:29 AM UTC
On Saturn it rains diamonds
What do I do with all the words that I have left unsaid The **** I want to say But cant and wont As if I was filling a bucket with teardrops Keep telling myself That one day Ill say it all Its just that that day Will not come So Writing is the only way I can Let go of half of the burden I set the words free Even though They never Make it To you But somehow I feel That they now Are closer to you And therefore Am I
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Aug 22, 2017
Aug 22, 2017 at 8:55 PM UTC
Why I write
By: Cedric McClester Any ***** can shoot a ***** What’s it take to pull a trigger How much pressure do ya figure Is required to dead a ***** Problem is you’re killin you When you pull the trigger to Shoot someone who looks like you But ain’t that what you ****** do A ***** lookin for respect Could pull out a Nine or Tec At a time you least expect And you might have to hit the deck Cuz when the bullets start to fly Those who don’t just might die And you don’t wanna go - okay Like ****** do around the way – cuz Any ***** can shoot a ***** What’s it take to pull a trigger How much pressure do ya figure Is required to dead a ***** Problem is you’re killin you When you pull the trigger to Shoot someone who looks like you But ain’t that what you ****** do Keep one eye open when you sleep Cuz in the hood life is cheap So watch the company you keep Your main man might be a creep Don’t let ‘em get the drop on you The way some ****** like to do They’ll roll up on you with a crew And run a clip off into you Any ***** can shoot a ***** What’s it take to pull a trigger How much pressure do ya figure Is required to dead a ***** Problem is you’re killin you When you pull the trigger to Shoot someone who looks like you But ain’t that what you ****** do ****** don’t respect themselves Never mind someone else That’s why they keep their gats and shells And you know what that often spells Cuz ****** are up to no good There’s gun smoke in the neighborhood And it’s high time they realize That it’s themselve who they despise – cuz Any ***** can shoot a ***** What’s it take to pull a trigger How much pressure do ya figure Is required to dead a ***** Problem is you’re killin you When you pull the trigger to Shoot someone who looks like you But ain’t that what you ****** do Did you ever stop to think ****** could become extinct In the time it takes to blink Like some kind of missin link Unless we suddenly stop killin The prophesy will keep fulfillin Even though the thought is chillin Long as the blood just keep on spillin – cuz Any ***** can shoot a ***** What’s it take to pull a trigger How much pressure do ya figure Is required to dead a ***** Problem is you’re killin you When you pull the trigger to Shoot someone who looks like you But ain’t that what you ****** do Although it’s often said in play And despite what some folks say The use of ***** ain’t okay Though you might hear it everyday My usage of it in this joint Is for effect to prove a point It’s not to glorify the term But will you ****** ever learn – that Any ***** can shoot a ***** What’s it take to pull a trigger How much pressure do ya figure Is required to dead a ***** Problem is you’re killin you When you pull the trigger to Shoot someone who looks like you But ain’t that what you ****** do Although it’s often said in play And despite what some folks say The use of ***** ain’t okay Though you might hear it everyday My usage of it in this joint Is for effect to prove a point It’s not to glorify the term But will you ****** ever learn (c) Copyright 2015. Cedric McClester. All rights reserved.
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Aug 16, 2017
Aug 16, 2017 at 10:41 AM UTC
ANY *****
By: Cedric McClester Any ***** can shoot a ***** What’s it take to pull a trigger How much pressure do ya figure Is required to dead a ***** Problem is you’re killin you When you pull the trigger to Shoot someone who looks like you But ain’t that what you ****** do A ***** lookin for respect Could pull out a Nine or Tec At a time you least expect And you might have to hit the deck Cuz when the bullets start to fly Those who don’t just might die And you don’t wanna go - okay Like ****** do around the way – cuz Any ***** can shoot a ***** What’s it take to pull a trigger How much pressure do ya figure Is required to dead a ***** Problem is you’re killin you When you pull the trigger to Shoot someone who looks like you But ain’t that what you ****** do Keep one eye open when you sleep Cuz in the hood life is cheap So watch the company you keep Your main man might be a creep Don’t let ‘em get the drop on you The way some ****** like to do They’ll roll up on you with a crew And run a clip off into you Any ***** can shoot a ***** What’s it take to pull a trigger How much pressure do ya figure Is required to dead a ***** Problem is you’re killin you When you pull the trigger to Shoot someone who looks like you But ain’t that what you ****** do ****** don’t respect themselves Never mind someone else That’s why they keep their gats and shells And you know what that often spells Cuz ****** are up to no good There’s gun smoke in the neighborhood And it’s high time they realize That it’s themselve who they despise – cuz Any ***** can shoot a ***** What’s it take to pull a trigger How much pressure do ya figure Is required to dead a ***** Problem is you’re killin you When you pull the trigger to Shoot someone who looks like you But ain’t that what you ****** do Did you ever stop to think ****** could become extinct In the time it takes to blink Like some kind of missin link Unless we suddenly stop killin The prophesy will keep fulfillin Even though the thought is chillin Long as the blood just keep on spillin – cuz Any ***** can shoot a ***** What’s it take to pull a trigger How much pressure do ya figure Is required to dead a ***** Problem is you’re killin you When you pull the trigger to Shoot someone who looks like you But ain’t that what you ****** do Although it’s often said in play And despite what some folks say The use of ***** ain’t okay Though you might hear it everyday My usage of it in this joint Is for effect to prove a point It’s not to glorify the term But will you ****** ever learn – that Any ***** can shoot a ***** What’s it take to pull a trigger How much pressure do ya figure Is required to dead a ***** Problem is you’re killin you When you pull the trigger to Shoot someone who looks like you But ain’t that what you ****** do Although it’s often said in play And despite what some folks say The use of ***** ain’t okay Though you might hear it everyday My usage of it in this joint Is for effect to prove a point It’s not to glorify the term But will you ****** ever learn (c) Copyright 2015. Cedric McClester. All rights reserved.
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I have a hole cut out of my heart in the shape of you I have a tree bearing fruit and they fall only for you. I have a fire burning in my soul and it burns for you. I have a dream where I run towards figures that look like you. I have a hole in the wall of my heart in the shape of you.
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Aug 16, 2017
Aug 16, 2017 at 10:39 AM UTC
Shape of You
Lost in a thought, triggered by a stare, I look at you, and sink into a pool of destiny. Diaphanous gossamer lace, outlines your margins, pulling my eyes deeper, arousing my inquisitive side. Your pernicious smile, excites and saddens me, vexing my ambitions, and confusing my vivication. Slowly, it melts into something, so simmeringly hot, that there is no question, that wrappings will be scattered. The libidinous winds begin to blow, engrossing and exhausting rapture, infiltrating gratification, reaching a zenith of perfection.
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Aug 15, 2017
Aug 15, 2017 at 11:41 AM UTC
Mesmerized Beginnings
Days of the new are one and a few, while days of yore will open the door. The future is built upon solid stilts, of the past's foundation, tested by duration. Knowledge combined from yesterday and refined, with ideas from today will pave the way. Never lose sight, though some might, of what worked before to reopen closed doors.
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Aug 15, 2017
Aug 15, 2017 at 11:36 AM UTC
The Future is the Sum of the Past