As the weather cools
Nature begins to sleep
Plants lose their flowers
Trees bare their leaves

The circle of life is continuous
All life is precious
As the flower's stem appear to be bare
One cannot ignore the small sign of life

Through this bitter cold life found a way
For a single red rose is beginning to bud
As time flows the bud begins to flower
Although all around has withered and died

The single rose has found it's way
Through the elements it's carved it own life
For regardless of the conditions
Like the Rose, we control our destinies

My leg hurts

The jaws of this inhumane trap engulf my lower shin

I have the tool to disarm it and free myself

But I muttle in my adolescent egocentric pain

Caught within monotonous routine and self interest I rot like my peers

I've sunk to a level of self loathing, that I enjoy pulling myself down

I

Am

Disgusting.

I

Need

Help.

I cry for things I can give myself but alas I withhold it to feel sorry for myself

Me and my fellow youth

Equally as useful, equally as useless

Although I am free of the crowd I am still blinded by my adolescence

Purpose

Interest

Intellect

Great-fullness

Peacefulness

Gen­erosity

Love

PURPOSE

all I've know is I am here to be a vessel for knowledge and indoctrination

I am here to have an opinion I voice, but does not matter.

I do not matter.

This function is welded to me

However...

The voice of destiny reasons with me again and I hear:

Seek what's within

Garrot it.

Place yourself into the walls of meaning and the murals upon't

Serve others in selflessness. Share with others in selflessness. Learn from others in selflessness. Teach others in selflessness.

Your a pawn in the samsara. Do your duty within its game.

Gain higher consciousness so you can share the path to it. Become a giver, not a taker.

Interest

Intellect

Great-fullness

Peacefulness

Genero­sity

Love

Six lessons left, define yourself within them. Or perish within your self indulgent pitiful hole.

I am no longer
afraid to be a human being
to feel the sunshine
beat down on my skin
to feel the rain
soak me

to feel the pain
of stubbing my toe
against the railings

to walk barefoot
on the cold concrete
while dressing my wounds

I am afraid of
living a life
without purpose
a life filled only
with the selfish desires
of my flesh.

I am afraid
of my soul dying
without
knowing You.

Objectivity and its complexity
Driving me to utter insanity

Oh life and its unpredictable abnormality.
A subjective thought once abstract and full of morality.

Restrained and now sedimentary.

In my mind what once lit on fire,
Turns obstructed, objective, and dire.

For I may not have all I desire,
But my mind will never migrate.

Forever within me lies
A place to dream, love, believe, and hope.

Trapped within the universe
A power defined by no such scope