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CommonStory Dec 2017
To know

To know hate
You have to love first
Or understand the experience from a relativistic point of view
Eww

To know love
You have to open the word up and not judge
Even though I wouldn't call that true love

To know happiness
You have to experience sadness, anger, and all the above

To miss something you have to either be aiming or have a target in mind or have it and lose it over some period of time

To know
Is hard to define
Because you need know the opposite

The problem is we tend to forget what knowing accomplishes

What knowing what the real problem is

If knowing is the problem them
Should you reconsider experiencing from the start again

Believing you have a choice in the matter
Knowing what your value is

And even to know that
You have to experience
The thing that makes you know

Consciousness
Copyright Matthew Marquis Xavier Donald 12/5/2017
Laurel Leaves Aug 2017
To be
Alone

Lonesome solace where the
Complacent
Sit in a circle
Criss crossed I saw him
Lie in the middle
Smirk wrapped against  teeth

As they pushed deeper and deeper inside me

Alone
Void of lonesome
I didnt drive in fear while the knife wielded into my spine
I led the cowardly
Edge of the lake standing

His needle just rested against his forearm
Poison barely made it into
The vein next to
Thick lined tattoo
Said he barely felt pain

The past tense
Was edible
It melted into euphoria
Forgetfulness was a privilege
I could be consumed by moments
Hours
Where his ringing noises didnt
Completely devour
Where he didnt catapult me into
Leaping fenses
Shoving cliffsides

I'm capsized
Defined by an adlib
By bullet holes and
Splinters

Wish I could have wrapped my fists tighter
Made the pigment of my beating heart
Lighter.
Mosaic May 2015
Watch my words
Wash away

I wish i
Could make you
Stop & listen
Like an electric
                 fence

And hold you
        there

But i can't
i can't do anything

So i is screaming
In Cyberspace

A lonely representation
artificial creation of
            my own
      Consciousness

Trapped between
these walls
called Skull
Alternative title: Steam Punk Existential Crisis
Wolf Irwin May 2014
As we walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
The only thing we can do is do our best,
On the journey of life there is no map quest,
But you do have a compass beating inside your chest,
Unfortunately life isn't an open book test,
Thankfully life is what you decide nothing more, nothing less,
To live serenity all your short comings you must confess,
There's not much more to say and so I digress,
Through out the world beats one singular pulse,
You think your a lost cause and I say that's false,
To understand you must rise up off your knees,
Wake up and feel the magic in the breeze,
Its time to live up to your full potential,
Inside your being awaits the ultimate credentials,
Ill tell your exsistence is not one forsaken,
Im sorry but this resistance has you mistaken,
Our mission is one that is never over,
You can definitely make it without a four leaf clover,
Just ignore the little demon perched up on your shoulder,
Spirituality is being drunk on ego working to get sober,
Hold on positivity endures,
Thats hope and its the one wonder cure,
Lets walk hand in hand on our way through the unknown,
We are lost together just following the bread crumbs home.
Wolf Irwin May 2014
Harmony is not far from me,
Kind of startled me that it's apart of me,
Delighted see because my heart is free,
Locked in hate? Love is the key,
Happiness is not a wish,
It's just a choice to feel the bliss,
Natural law we abide by this,
Eyes open life's serendipitous,
Time won't fail so use it well,
The world is lost its not hard to tell,
Into a spell I deeply fell,
The train won't stop so ride the rails,
It isn't over untill it's done,
Just have fun and use your lungs,
If you wait your time will come,
There's no shadow if you face the sun.

— The End —