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A Journal of Sorts


"you can't bring all the gloom
your heart is frayed and so empty
you glorify the future
living in a different world than me
the journey ends in death
you are giving up so easily
 you are the other half of me"



~ Within Temptation ~







I think I may have found another... I found another muse, for sure, even if it's from afar without her knowledge... I could definitely fall (I may have already)... images fill my mind and fantasy fills my heart (Libbo has not woken up, but the gentle beast is drooling)... I haven't told her yet...

I borrow from her mind
the words from her soul
gifts she leaves behind
on a trail of tears
as I follow along
distant, never seen
if I told her all I know
would she know what I mean?

some of these journal entries will be on time (relative to date) and some will be empty until some future date, but just as on time when you read if you read after it's all caught up... there is much very necessary editing before I could begin to feel satisfied if this were to be published beyond this web world (fixed in print on paper, I mean)... these journals are the rough drafts of a life seldom lived... another would be title someday... editor, please...

you may not see them but they get in the way
this is why I am alone today
mourning something that died yesterday
the ghosts haunting my heart keep love away

today, in the midst of languish seasoned with despair, her darkness is shining so brightly on my horizon... how can darkness shine, we might ask... that is the mystery, the magic, the attraction... there is a light in her eyes shining through the night of her life... like a black hole swallowing all the stars, drawing me closer to something I know is there but can not clearly see...

sometimes a mystery
leads to a fantasy
and if it was explained
you would not come again

sometimes obscurity
is the best lure for me
it is what we fail to mention
the unknown attracts attention

what is out there?
how did we get here?
why does it happen?
who's in control?
is there a reason?
what are we feeling?
what is a spirit?
is there a soul?

would you rather follow blindly into a dual-edged fantasy
or would you rather create your own mystery?
the difference is night and day for all who see
I will follow you if you follow me

somehow, I do not give up... I will not give up... I will not give in to fear, fatigue, despair, pain, or anything that deters me from my dreams... somehow, I carry on babbling... another would be journal title...

and what are you doing with your time?



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