Blood drips from my finger tips.
Pieces of my soul glue together my shattered heart.
The mirror is the purest witness of my self.
Eyes that acknowledge my past, present and future self.
But even a mirror can be broken.
It's vision can become blurry through the tears from the eyes that perceive the mirror as pure and honost.
Fragile is all existence, it's strength lies in flexibility and endurance.
Strength is the power to stay, to bend and adapt. The power to reflect back, to stare into the eyes of the future and to see the path you're carving. Not to control it but to bend it to your will with the goal of staying just a little bit longer. Another minute in which you can make a difference, another minute to bend your path and another minute here within the fragile fabric of this web called existence.

Time to shatter my current self.
Expose the feelings hiding within.
Bring months of rain, a monsoon
as I peel off my skin. Bare and naked
sadness for the world to witness.
I bleed, a martyr of my faith
that all is equal and all get their fair share
of pain. Some more than others
some which can not be justified underneath the face of the sun
or the scarred side of the moon. The strength and endurance found in bonds shared by red blood flowing in all our veins. I peel, cry and peel, I am tortured, I am enduring, I am struggling, I am living, I am dying, I am burning and the flame of hurt is doused by the rain of my sadness.
I am not guilty, yet I am accepting and acknowledging the impact your blow had in my sense of righteosness and my perception, which caused a switch in my  reality.  My loss of perception and perspective allowed me to redefine my understanding of equality, love and loyalty. For that I am gratefull, it has made me stronger and it has made me wiser. So know I am breaking so I can love.
I can see the sun shine beneath my own clouds and sadness. I can see the sun shine beneath my own chin and I can feel the sun's warmth beating in my chest. The moon symbolizing my sadness and negative emotions. It's mysteries waiting to be discovered, waiting to be unlocked, waiting to be freed. Just wanting to sigh with the feeling of purest relief. I am joyfully dancing in the rain, crying and in pain yet smiling and entertained.

Found my roots, became a tree..
now I have all these birds who sit and **** on me

~****

I would unite this world under a common goal that what matters is not how much you possess but how long you can stay on a cosmic scale. I would like us to focus on how long we can stay here and I believe that in order for us to achieve that we must work with our environment instead of against it.

I believe that if we balance our ecological footprint to nature's standards we would easily last more than 15 million years and maybe outlast the dinosaurs. Excluding big apocolyptic events that may or definitly will happen in the long term future. In the past hundred years we have made humongous technological progress and we are on the precipice of understanding the world around us. Imagine how far we would come in ten million years even if you include ups and downs regarding progress. Which is still just a dot on a cosmic scale. But at least it's a dot. With the way we currently handle things we wouldn't even get as close as a spec on a cosmic timeline. Considering that we would only have to balance out our ecological footprint to achieve this makes you wonder what would happen if we were able to not only balance out nature but also use the fundamentals of nature itself to progress the growth and evolution of the environment. To make it livier on this planet, to help nature become more self-sustaining or even create recoures through bio-engineering.
We would effectively be able to utilize the forces of nature to also work for our survival. Maybe contributing in amazing ways, like a more efficient magnetic field.

From the perspective of a timeline that stretches into millions of years of technological civilization other problems that must be tackled come into play. How do we protect ourselves against extreme solar outbursts from the sun? How would we survive an ice age? How would we survive an asteroid? To be able to actively think and tackle those problems would not only be amazing and scary but it would also mark our unity as a species. These problems can't be solved if we aren't united. Every individual, every child has a great inventive mind brimmed with idea's, dreams, love and ambition.

I want us to utilize all those talents, all those ideas and see how long we can last. I want us to stay for a very long time. I want to know that when other species look at our planet they are looking at our civilization as it was one billion year ago, when we were still bashing eachother's heads in with wooden clubs. I want them to realize that they are looking at the beginning of a civilization one billion years ago. And I want them to know that if they looked a little bit closer they would realize we are still there.

After those ten days I would step down and I would have wanted to create a world where no one would step up and take leadership. We would all be equal and united under this common goal.

How do I still endure this grueling test?
I guess that's why I smoke so much
but I can't use it to connect
I simply abuse it's elusiveness
heartbruises I lose it
so I cloud all of it's lucidness
I will never get used to theft...

Especially if you take my daughter from me..

That's indeed the way to fuel my death
but here's a never changing fact
she's my daughter, and she inherited
questions, some will be answered
untill my side of the truth is said

and that's why you'll never take her completely away from me
and that's why she'll never be able to completely break with me

And truth be told our marriage was more of a fusion
I would never wish what I feel now.. and what you do upon you
so why do you question me if it all was an illusion?

The wolves howl underneath the stars
crying towards the moon in the cold night
a mist hangs low, all the alpha's are present
the top of the mightiest packs.
The strong howl fierce and wise
The ghosts of fallen Gods ride on their backs
armed with axes, hammers and swords
eyes that have seen war
eyes that have seen death
and in these events
the impenetrable wisdom of life pierced them
but the greater Gods showed no mercy
as they gave them no tongue
the wind dies down
the hunt begins.

Unspoken words screaming to those who listen
pleas of the fallen ****** echo through abandoned halls
eroded by millions of years of emptyness
lingering sadness, the tears of Regret
create a damp moist atmosphere
moss absorbs and settles in the dark
growing....conquering for reasons undisclosed
because it can
because it can mercilessly run free unchecked through the empty space
slowly but surely establishing dominance...
the wind lies still
slumbers like an ancient Dragon
away from all the events happening elsewhere
time slows to a near stop
the voices sleep with the wind
and all comes to an end
slowly and surely the passage of time ceases to exist
when all life and energy comes to a complete standstill
it is then a place becomes eternity
it is then the definition of time is rebuttled
Shattered physics as broken shards of glass uncover the lie that lies behind it
time doesn't exist. Merely the speed at which events move.. and when all stops moving immortality can be achieved.