Its supposed to be beautiful
Its supposed to enchant you
and make you want for more

But.... *does it actually?

He is a human
He would like the best for you
He would do his best in front of you,
or.... rather try to
because he is horrible at everything
including life

He seems to have gained a respect
in a gaming world
but...
He wants to gain respect
in a world that matters
not a world with people
who are in front of their computers!!

But..
either ways
His life is ruined
Everything falls apart in instances
He can't get anything right

He cares so much for others
That sometimes he overlooks his own problems
For the same reason
Of protecting that special someone
But this new century world
Has lost everything and all meaning
Of the word sacrifice
I fear for it
And still feel lonely for not being loved

-(o.o)/-

Still awake..
Watching videos and doing my thing
Then the memories come flooding back
Making me relieved
And giving me more hope
That this century of humanity isn't going to blow
Each other up
And also reminding me
To love everyday
And everything
Including you.
:-)

Life is a journey,
and we are all travelers
looking to make that great trip
with someone....who deserves..
to be our trusted companion
and we travel along the winding road
and sometimes we stop awhile to breathe
at each great destination we reached
till...
we come to the final destination...
HEAVEN...

If truth were the elixir of light & love,
then the smallest breath of Flame(s) can pierce through the infinite void of fear and illusion,
It is proven
that the opposite is impossible...
!#love is the force that bonds all particles  %
(((only weapon I need in my arsenal.
ALTHOUGH for A select few Anger is optional,
Bee wise, according to Spock Blind fury would become mathematically illogical...

*the computer is blocking out the connective tissues for this verse,, sry...

With the touch of the
Almighty Sun
And the kiss of
Wind
I am elated
Through the cities
Of fortune
And shame
Into the light
The dark
Of eternally
Twinkling
Fading
Life
Affirming
Stars

I know
I can have one
I know
It is my right
As a resident of
This wonderfully
Odd
Beautiful
Disgusting
Topsy-turvy
Planet
But
My hands
They are tired
And my
Mind
Is unsure
Of which way
Which path
To take
For many
Lead to
Misery
Pain
Disdain
Hate
Tainted glory
And only
A few
Or maybe
Just one
Lead to
Love
And
Enlightenment
And
Untouched
Pearly-white
Glory
And
Everlasting
Light

We only have
Days
On this world
And there is
No proof
Zero
That anything
Beyond what we are
Given
Here
And Now
Exists
So we must
Take what we have
And make it
The best thing we can
But this thing
Called
Life
Is the most
Confusing
Elusive
Contradictory
Concept
I have ever had the pleasure of knowing