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Do not run

Do not run from your darkness

You cannot hide from your fears

You cannot outrun your enemies

You cannot hide your true feelings

And attacking will only double your debt

No matter how hard you try

No matter how skilled you are

No matter how much pain there is

No matter how much force you use

You will never be separate from that which scares you

Your only choice is to love through it

Resisting will only bring you more pain

Suppressing will only deepen the wound

Running will only prolong the inevitable

And attacking will only double your debt

So love, love with all your wondrous heart

Love until it hurts

Love until your eyes pour forth the depths of your soul

Love because that is the light that will guide you through

Love, Love, Love through your darkness

For love is all there is

So Please

Do not run

Turn, open and love

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Before you know, It knows.

There is a space

A place you know

Where silence resides

While you may look away

Be caught up

Distracted or disillusioned

It holds you while you wander

Guides you while you're away

To see you must close your eyes

To listen you must stop talking

To know you must stop thinking

And to feel you must be very still

And what comes forth you may not like

It may anger or confuse you

But you will know with your entire being,

This is truth.

but I love her...

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The Itch

Focus on the itch

Feel its need, its demand, its subtle pain

Imagine the relief after it's gone

Imagine how much better you will feel

If only you scratched that itch

Scratch it. It'll be over in a matter of moments.

Scratch it.

Scratch it now.

SCRATCH IT.

...

. . .

Focus on this idea

Feel its power, the limitless possibility

Imagine its actualization

Imagine the future happiness it could bring

Play with this idea, flex it and bend it

Fantasize about it.

Roll around and soak up its endless depths

...

WAIT. You could have another idea!

It will be better than the last. It will be a Gran--

. . .

(Breathing)

What purpose is there for this?

What is our goal?

Why spend time if we don't know how to succe--

(Air going in, Air going out)

... ... ... ...

Alright. Fine. Let's breathe to be a better pers--

. . .

Then what should I do?

If you don't want me to achieve, what should I do?

(Breathing... Breathing...)

That's it?

That's all you want me to...

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Breathe

Breathe

Before you leave the house.

Before the light turns green.

Before you slam the door.

...before you've gone too far.

After the last bite.

After you've watched it go.

After you've left it all behind.

...after it all comes to an end.

For all that is.

For every possibility.

For this exact moment.

...for now, it's all you'll ever have.

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It doesn't end here...

Round and round forty five yellow moons

Through the inside and back until it stops

Again

Faster and more clear

Again

Once more for old times sake

Again

Now it's all around and completely formed.

Six have stayed
and all but one have been here before.

Together they jump

Over and under

Down and into

What they will become

And forget where, what and why

but does it matter?

Not to them.

They will always be and have always been,

Home.

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Where do our souls go when we sleep?
Do we float around this world
while our bodies rest quietly in our beds?
Do we create?
Do we imagine?
Do we repair or renew?
How does the soul return to the body?
Or was it always there?
Or was it spread out like a sheet and
then folded up after waking?
Can, could or what if my soul
was to split into two?
Would I become two
or just one from two points?
Does it matter?
Sure, I say it does. So what is it?
Belief in something bigger than you cannot
be explained but only felt
as a reality in one's heart.
Seek not the equation
but rather the balance of it.
For the equation does not actually exist.
It acts only as a rule of thumb
but cannot be defined or categorized.
Only balanced and felt.
In and out, up and down,
here and there, one and all.
Breath.
You're still alive aren't you?

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Perfect Harmony

The wind is calm the air is soft

The sun is setting and the ground is warm

Beams of light trickling through blades of innocent grass

The storm forgotten, the rain lost

There is no end, nor a beggining

All that counts is the present

The hands are frozen as the warmth grows

So long has been the wait, so much has hardened

Turned away and sheltered, protected from within

All this to be forgotten, then to be reborn

Like the sand after raging battle on the beach

Divided and torn apart, then to be embraced with a gentle wave

Washing clean the coarse and disordered sand

Giving thus a new life, a new hope

With no means and no knowledge

Comming closer like a gentle breeze

Flowing movements, but at a rhythmic pace

The feeling grows like a outstretched hand

Longing for revival, longing for forgiveness

Pain and hardship left behind

The day has come, the time is near

The final piece in an endless puzzle

Together for all

Lost for none

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Cycle

It is always in a cycle of restriction and release

We call it many different names

We abuse it, lie about it, and worst of all we deny it’s truth

It has no preference

No desire but ours

No choice but what is so

It holds purity but has been covered with personal fears

It holds promise and inclusion but has been split into pieces

It has no owner, no name or qualifications

But we continue to label and preach our interpretations

We hold it in our hands but deny it’s possibilities

We give it away in hopes of someone picking us up

We sacrifice it in hopes we won’t have to awaken

We sleep in hopes we won’t have to guide our lives

We deny the truth of it in hopes we won’t have to question ourselves

We create chaos, war, hatred, and pain because we fear it can only go so far

We live inside our comfort zones and separate ourselves from eachother

It will always be and always has been.

It can be restricted but will always be released.

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Distortion

I have a collection of writing that I have done over the past ten or so years of my life. This is one of my earlier pieces while I was still in high school and obviously wasn't having a great time in my CAPP (Career and Personal Planning) class. Please enjoy this look back into my younger years...

The picture is my 2003 yearbook photo... If you couldn't tell I was a bit of a angry teenager. Oh, high school. :D

Distortion

as soon as i step into the classroom

a wave of penitrating heat

makes me feel dirty and sticky

the air in the class is stale and hard to breath

my seat is right beside the heater

It pours out hot air like a needle slowly taking blood

It strips me of all my energy and awareness

i become naucious and forget why i'm there

my head slowly dips down down down

eyes are heavy and everything is blurry

slowly closing it feels like all my worries are gone

Like a boy holding a hundred marbles over a lake

letting them fall slowly downward

One at first then a few more

then he...

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