Don't get picky
Don't act all high and mighty
You think you're enlightened
Well, I don't see you changing the world
But I do see you drinking tea as it burns before your feet
So forget you, since you've forgotten love

Imagine walking in a broken gray place with kids with black holes for eyes, as happy as can be as they simmer in the broken lies. Imagine what they'd have to do when the people who told them that war was through, but yet they kept their children upon a leash so that they could use them when they needed a feast.

Young and old are just alike when they come in together and take the knife when they cut off the sleeves and break off the leash may the be free, oh please, oh please....

The war has made this world cold, let it come again and fold. As the people cower in the dark, bring the colors of war and make them some art, shatter homes souls and dreams, like a nightmare that covered a dream...

What could be for this sadness to be...maybe it'll stop when there's a victory...

There is light for you to know
The wings you have are not for show
Use them to fly, make rain alright
The stars go far, make that your sight

Follow the pathway until there’s an end.

The more you move forward, the chances you’ll win.

And if you die, that’s okay, respawn again.

There’s more to this journey than worlds to defend.

Go bouncing to music until there’s a theme.

Grin, frozen in time, as if this was a dream.

Oh, someone needs help, though it’s not what it seems.

Complete the percentage to add to winning.

As time will swim by, you may fall off track.

You better gain points, so you can come back.

Be wise when you fall, for you are intact,

You may not come back again, you are not a cat.

As you gain experience, keep this in mind,

You must not journey as if you have been blind.

Cause, there will be bosses and many are strong.

Isn’t obvious, base it on the song.

Things go down when the dominos fall,

I would know, I watched them fall

The scene imprinted in my mind

Lives crippling from out the sky

I'm slow in motion, I can't help

I'm just like you inside this hell

Although I wish I couldn't see

I'd rather silence from the pleas

I feel like I'm going insane

Watching the effects take their place

A choice was made, a result after

So much beauty made from disasters.

Hey over there, with the wild unruly hair.
Do you ever wonder why this world is so very unfair?
Is it's clearness so foggy and it's foundation soggy?
Does your hope make you groggy when the ground feels so boggy?

Listen here, my sweet and fragile dear.
Even a bird of hollow bones can sense that aura of fear.
But it is okay, for this is why you are so sane.
A world that was fair would just ruin this game.

Have you ever felt good, when you conquered a challenge?
When everyone else seemed to have found their allonge?
Yet you had to go further to leap over the hurdle.
And when you leaped out they all soon turned into turtles.

It's a game my dear, but a game of what's there.
When did the game master ever say that this game was fair?
Now put on your shoes, and make this your campaign.
And you will never ever look at the game the same.

Cupid can go shove that love arrow so far up into
the sky until it starts raining
love arrows for everyone, cause no one deserves to feel
alone on a day, that's meant to make you feel
loved.

Declining, the battery goes
My mind, in the clouds, where nobody knows
Descending into the everlasting longing to sleep
I'm losing my patience to count all of my sheep
I ponder, in my still, when will the world finally go to sleep


It's been alive so long
Churning in pain
And speaking in song
A place we live, but a place that tries to resist
I just ponder, surrounded by the white noise and loved ones around me.

And then I move on, because my computer is about to die.

Glaring
Gunning down the image
Hope
Something, you will see it
Believe it
Conceive it
I need you to read it
Desire the solution
The need to know
To hold on to answers
The things I can show
Please ponder my heart
And ponder your own
Do I love you
Do I love you
Can I want to...

You're
everwhere
shadowing
.


my entirety.

He's beautiful.
A cultural salad bowl.
As he saunters the halls lined with the eyes of public youth,
he finds himself directly in front of another boy.

A boy with the skin of snow, tinted with a pink blush.
Rugged, broken, a boy who has seen the world falter in front of him.
The boy of snow glares at the boy of culture.
He strikes him down, lacking hesitation.
A mysterious rage possessed the boy of snow...why was he so angry?

The boy of culture gazed up at the boy of snow,
aware of his own strength and weapons,
yet he took the choice to not entertain him.
He got up, and walked away, one piercing gaze, and vanished within the crowd of youth.

The boy of snow, caught by the glare of the boy of culture.
A piercing stop in time...exhilarating.
Why did he let him go?
He didn't seem afraid at all, if anything, he wanted him to follow.

This is the start of a twisted love story.

To you
who stands alone in the mirror in the place many emotions are exhausted
To you
the one who chokes the life out of tears and smiles alike
To you
alone when you didn't ask for it, yet you have to pretend it will maybe change


It is okay.

You may not see it yet
You may feel like this will never end
And you may be right
But do not allow this beast to corrupt your heart
There is an evil in your ear
Rubbing your shoulder with its nails
Telling you that no one really cares...


It is okay.

Don't fall for it
You will overcome this


This is a game
A trick on your brain
I know, right now I might sound lame...
But there is no peace without the help of rain.


The accomplishment is not within the peace.
The accomplishment is in a struggle that will eventually cease...
Rest your mind, my love.

You will be rewarded a new day for peace.

The cooling color of this deep yet bright blue light, highlighting the shimmering cement on the ground

The cooling atmosphere, coating relaxation underneath my eyelids as I sink away into this place

Descending into the space of stars in the warmth of the dark

Silent yet soothing, shifting into a noise like no other

Heavy as the snow, i'm buried in its ambiance

Sometimes I peek into Etheria,
Because I ponder where my soul lives,
Casually gliding in the ethereal area,
Trembling cascading chaotic abyss,
Casual sensations indulging in the journey sought.

It's overwhelming, what the power of thought can do;
Place you in realities broad and new,
A contented choke up on surprises, unexpected,
Setting a foundation for limitation is rejected.

What I found in the realm of wonder, Etheria,
From the glimpse, the journey, into an endless inside,
A song, sung so deeply and profoundly,
That only when I touched my face from hysteria,
Had I discovered my very soul, and from that, I cried.

Golden sands, oh take me
Forest green moon, don't forsake me
Glass blue sea, underneath me
Ash, stone, and blaze now surrounds me

Destined lands that were taken
Stories we made gone and shaken
Oh my lovely drifting memories
Couldn't protect them, so I must set them free

Desperate plans
To make them
Soon chilled by the sight of lights dim
Trials and
Tribulations
Send me softly to vacation

From your hands, you may save me
Come, please, be soon, will I soon be free
There are stories and revelations
Calling curses hexing desperations

Sing while I can
This will all soon cease
Lost
and choked
Forgetting how to breathe
Sing me to sleep, but softly, please
I've lost my land
And now my mourning...
.
.
.
.
.

Let I lie with my hopes duly.
Rested in an assurance that I will be found by an ally of fondness.
Pondering to a multitude of angles.
Stranded in just a brink of a nightmare.
May I awaken from this perpetual slumber.
Covet a warm heart of studious and charm before me in attraction.
Lest there be another death to the fall of this curse.
Cursed in miserable repetition, a pattern of repulsions and rejections.
A bane to my heart, parching its ever-yearning desire.
Neverending torture binding my soul in solitude.
Does there remain a path free of this maze?
Won't there be a light to lead the way to freedom?
No one could settle in a course without expiration leading bitter.
A youthful vessel grounded in the rootless sea of brought by time.
Flowing it may be, may it lead my wavering hope into a full victory.

Basically,

i feel like this year went by so fast and yet it's also felt like a century
both of our finals in the ballots were bad
so many unrepresented catastrophes are happening as we speak
it feels like we are approaching the end of life as we know it
education is necessary, but the education system is a ripoff
equity is more appropriate than equality, however, is it possible to have equality because of equity?
toy story came out 22 years ago
**** is actually a really cool herb, that can be consumed in so many ways
*** is overrated
relationships are slowly being demonized and selfishness is romanticized
humility does not simply equal donations or good deeds, nor is it just only accepting you flaws and red flags
we aren't even promised the very next moment, yet somehow we've pushed that so deep into our subconsciousness that we continue to live with this blind faith of a tomorrow. If you stop everything you are doing and you close your eyes, in an atmosphere of no distraction, you can slowly wash away every thought that you may have or want to create, sinking into an abyss of nothingness. Notice that you and your body are doing so many things right now without you actually being in control of any of it. There is no emergency button to power down because we are innately programmed to live forever unless destroyed by something. Your breathing is calm, traveling through your body, out of your nose most likely. Focusing on your forehead, and then behind that, deep inside your head, it's your conscious, just here, floating in the void in your mind. Unable to really do anything but influence you, like a machine, until you die. We're kind of like projects that our souls made, sims characters that live a whole life, and then after they expire, their experience is viewed and judged by the higher power, judging our souls artwork like a class assignment. If you pass, you get to graduate upward. If you fail, you fall forever downward, kind of like life now.

This **** is scary...tbh

I'm not a monster
But I can be trouble
So I don't need people
To come and burst my bubble
But who wants to be alone
You monsters love playing games
Can you not wait till I am gone
To start giving me cruel names
From family to "friends" till we start over again
Why does it want me to suffer so
All I wanted to do was try to blend in
But here I am left empty in a one-man show
Often I'm writing, and I'd rather not be
Constantly wondering if this is meant to be reality
Begging for someone something to change this ending
I'd hate for the only love I get to be when someone is sending.
But I can't say that I don't get love and life
It's just I'm not fond of the distant love that's out of sight
So, be blunt and listen to my hone cry for you to come home
Cause I don't want to be here in this darkness all on my own.

All of the wars I have faced
Lone as a body in its case
Opened in regret and all alone
No one to love me that's known
Even the dead cry when there's no home

As lost as a deer in a forest
Don't shed a tear when my heart is gone
Not even the weeping of a chorus
There is not a vain word on my tongue
But the green can only find words that are ****
And I may sob till it hurts my lungs
But won't ask for any restart

For this tale ends not in my power
And when it'll end, I may not come to know
So my soul will never know to cower
Yet instead it will come to eventually glow.

I talk to myself. Well, not the way you think I do.
I cross my legs and I ponder my experiences.
Watching people flood passed me like the waves in the ocean.
Seeing the trees dance and still dependent on whether the wind will let them.
I've seen lives still dependent on whether our brain and heart gives up.


So, you're probably wondering, "What the hell this has to do with Black Light".
My answer is simple; the black light is what I see with. I talk with my shadow using it. Seeing the world underneath our own.
Have you ever wondered why some colors shine in a light coated in darkness?
I've seen something beyond what I see now, like...like another world.