Horrendous failure will only occur if I turn my back on the reasoning of wanting to show you euphoria, you've not become evacuated from my mecca of creation.

I've only come to show you that my willingness to learn who you are is forever a drive that will never vanish from my heart, you've been pronounced my friend of travel.

So closely we've balanced our happiness on the line of capture, no more will the company of exposure advance our purity into the aphotic of our entity, soaring doubtlessly.

Written by: Christopher M. Schultz

Do you believe those words that are presented to you or are you so clouded within the plot of mankind that your heart feels as if they have stolen it away, you are now allowed to cry but I promise this will be the last time, no more ruining of the reason of us all.

Have not we seen the children of prosperity cry long enough, you I cannot change but I am willing to offer you the light, the choice is yours my youth of time.

I am here for no particular reason.

I am here to close your hearts of humanity and to open the vessel of compassionate oneness.

There is a leader in us all, will you be my savior.

Written By: Christopher M. Schultz

I notice that you are in the corner hidden from yourself, for I do not understand but I will direct you back into the comfort of your own beauty once again, suppressing yourself is no longer a burden, we'll become to form a spiritual rescue as your eyes are now forever closed.

This passionate figure whom has struggled as well will always produce the light in which you will follow, pain is nonexistent.

Our together gaze of one another's soul seems like something unlikely to be comprehended but with my pleasure I will take you under my wings and show you an eternal dance of immortality.

Ourselves hidden becomes us from now on, vanished.

Written By: Christopher M. Schultz

My posture offers security, looking into your experience I begin fearing the tears becoming formed, I do know now that I must evacuate the sorrow from our souls, I am not the creation of beauty, mercy is forgotten, will you trust me, not to fumble the importance of our desired conception, I will survey what has been promised.

Did you really think you could slip on by, oh no my blinded fool, now let me introduce to you the law of unattainable knowledge.

I can dance with your fear.

Watch me and I will show the you all an amazingly enlightening moment of a substantial dream.

Umm, I must tell you that I am no longer the one of pain, don't dismiss the feeling your having right now, I have begun the forgiveness of my journey, the moisture of a fluttering eye, yes this is me.

I am forgiven by the unknown, but I will I ever wake from this one of jailed souls.

I will release you as I fall.

The visitation of hell has been written

My spirit aches, you the one of fallen tears I must turn away from but always understand that all of our  tribulations are required for our source of grief.

You will now embrace your greatness.

Written By: Christopher M. Schultz

The struggle and defeat of our unimaginable obstacles, on many level intolerable as others will never understand, for our union can only be explained by this all consuming reunion of souls in love.

You have been touched by the light that you have selfishly ignored for far to long now, compromise is a necessity no more, purity is the only path needed to follow, it is now time for you to prepare for your homecoming.

As the silver lining is described formalities are laid to rest, rest in peace darkness my old unfaithful friend, the scapegoat is released from its cage, watch now as I perform a miracle.

I am me.

The show is over.

A fictional existence is a spiritual death.

Written By: Christopher M. Schultz

I live on.

The path becomes clear but as it comes more into focus I see myself fighting a refugee of time, watch me as I come as close as I can to the forces that enjoying winking at me, hello beautiful one come on in and have yourself a pleasant time with us for we have brought with us many teary eyed moments that will collapse around themselves, succulently sufficient are the words that are being pulled from my mouth, I am no longer in control of this oblivious carnival, how do I begin to escape without unleashing more madness, the hollowed space which beckons me to stay I can not avoid for to long.

Step one, walk slowly into the shadows of love.

Step two, find your way through the unforgiving stares of blame.

Step three, release the mercy which you seek for yourself.

There is now enough time to run with no consequence but always be aware of the ones unseen, you know whom I speak of.

Following the steps provide will only lead you to the door that begs for your attention, will you reach out to open it or will you stand by its coldness, the choice however is not yours, hold close to your purity as I shove you into the blackened of separation, did I not tell you to be cautious, again your comprehension is short lived, I must now take full advantage of your missed opportunity to choose the light, the monster inside you has awoken, your ignorance of the purpose will now shift to a blind preparation that unfortunately for you comes to a halt.

The trusted of beauty has vanished.

The honorable souls are reclaimed as my own, they cannot be taken from me again, my army grows and grows therefore I offer you many thanks, you have provided me great assistance, and just imagine this, you never even knew what you were doing, deception of happiness was my only source to be the conqueror of what is called insanity by humanity, such an astonishing creation wouldn't you agree, the laughter becomes deafening.

I am ready to leave now.

Written By: Christopher M. Schultz

Squandering the touch of blind innocence, the irrational yet captivating sight of knowledge will now lay within your hands, please do not punish for she is all I have, the stain of torturous emotions have covered her mind and body in scars unseen, will you finally replace the one whom is its creator.

I find myself wanting to disappear as these visions embrace me so, the unknown has become quite clear to me, they will only leave upon death, apologies have went disregarded, as they have experienced those words before, actions become faint.

I see that I have drove you mad, communication has been deflected, now I will take the wheel to your soul, tears, tears, tears, in the hollowness of your hiding spaces I will be there to catch you, once more the flames will rise, the chosen side is wanting you.

I turn my head as they stare and mock me, their eyes are to piercing for my look any further, their movement, empty.

Considering all that is lost and forgotten I will try not to fall without finding someone to please.

Written By: Christopher M. Schultz