Insights of an Entity.

Art work : http://www.kellyreemtsen.com/ As he run round that odd looking corner. He decided to turn up the music.. Slaughter House was playing... Rescue me featuring Skylar Grey... He related to each line. Damn he had reached that point in life where a man feels like nothing matters anymore... Love was lost, Job busted, Family a disgrace... He was never one who aimed for success but he had hoped all would get better.. He neither believed nor understood fate nor God, yet sometimes he closed his eyes and whispered a prayer. If it could be called that... He fell not because he was a weak man but he was broken, he could no longer go on for fuck it who would miss him if he is gone... Perhaps he had suicidal tendencies but he rarely exhibited it and he wasn't that brave enough... So he rose up and run around the corner which felt like a circle in a tight square but he still run. He could hear his heart pounding in accord with the high bass song pumping thro...

Today I was asked why i believed that we are bound to fault , regardless of how good God is. Today i was asked why i dedicated a piece title to Lucifer. Today i got to understand the basis of Skepticism even if people deny it themselves. They say skepticism is pathetic and close to blasphemy. SO THIS IS A DISCLAIMER; I AM IN NO WAY PROPOUNDING ANY RELIGIOUS VIEWS OR SENTIMENTS. God and Lucifer will continue to be who and or what they are. This is just a physical manifestation of human thoughts. The biggest question that was raised today was who is at fault for the concept of sin. According to the bible and numerous religious documents,God is an entity of purity made angels and created man. Angels were or are said to be devoid of emotion and freewill. Man however is blessed with emotions and freewill. As to whether man had it before or after eating the forbidden fruit is a question for another day. Lucifer as most people know was an angel, leader of the he...

photocredit: @summit_art  As i stare at the blank white page. my mind goes into shock for i really don't know what to write. Perhaps i'm not as good as I've been made to believe. After all a writer is a talker of words but on paper. this might or may not be about me but really who cares. Sometimes words flow not so quite subtle but society is collapsing. Funny how that keeps ringing into my ears. i feel its somehow a key factor of my writers block. Under estimating my own self iI lose hope even before i start. so now lets begin SOCIETY IS COLLAPSING.... So i write this with a pile of dishes waiting on me for no matter how big, i believe i am : family always reminds you of ya place.I am  not a social advocate of any sort. most times i see myself as a chaos theorist if there is such a thing. for after all there must be a little bad for good to happen. the balance of life ; Ying, Yang. However i would daresay that maybe its become a bit m...

  I have slipped into Darkness Covering it up loads Wish I had Wings and Horns Immortality in exchange for a Heart Light conflicts with my eyes now I work better in the Dark Squinting at the light. I’ve Slipped into darkness Dreamt about Lucifer , Pitch Black and Hades. They seemed silent for some reason For beings of their being, talking is required The Sun smiles at me yet my skin is ever Cold Like Jack Frost, I keep to me with my cold heart Damn the need to Mingle, I will be fine Alone Wishing I had wings and horns Now I would have no need for petty Humanity Society would wonder at what a Non-conformist I am Gently gliding through a canal filled with a river A Crimson river of Blood and sour Taste I will become the symbol you preach The Ending , the Finale , the Moment For I have slipped into darkness Aint covering it anymore Now I have wings and horns With...

Art work: http://gordonbruce.deviantart.com/art/Kissing-couple-rainy-day-173351964 Hi, he said to her.. Hello, she replied to him.. How do you do? How do you do? I must admit you are beautiful, he said... Thank you, you are too, she said... Beautiful? he asked jokingly... Hahaha, she laughed. No i meant handsome, she said... Would you mind a drink? he asked... No, i wouldnt mind, she replied... So they sat and ordered some wine... I daresay, " i have a crush on you", they both said in almost a whisper... Hehehe, they laughed with looks both shy and admiring... It started to drizzle and they held hands to run through. The sun shone through the rain... They held each other for warmth... As eyes darted back and forth, shyly... He held her head, she pull his hand... They kissed under the lamp post where it rained and the sun shined...

models @kpeandcaves . @jennyfer. Laboring all night, I thought about it The circumstances surrounding it What made my heart swell and hurt in pain? I am broken, I am weak I am tired, I need peace Often we ask if we can never change If one person can make us so defensive Defensive that we become defenseless Committing so much, I expected a fair victim The questions you asked got me thinking Is it about me or are you concerned about us Trying to make impossible into a possibility Even though it breaks my heart, you have to go Go because unlike you, I have resigned to the fact of not needing a HEART.

Lets start with a little lube . A little drink. Maybe some pot to get stoned one. fuck. sorry to early to start with this., so lets start from the beginning. do be warned this might be a bit too explicit for ya taste buds. im not intending to write a 50 shades of grey prequel no an asa-akira sex tape resume. hahahaha. im getting way messed up lately.  Met her in a singles meeting. Talked, shared details.. Clicking with people hasnt always been easy for me cuz i see myself as a perv. she was beautiful and exudes a high level of sensuality. Every night i imagined my hands caressing and mapping her firm yet soft body. God works in wonders and she came visiting.        The day cudnt have been set any better. It was a touch cloudy and the sun crept through the blinds of my window. The dust picked in the air and every time the rays hit her, the silhouette of her body.. hmmmm... . we watched a movie shyly, a little wine seemed to ease the mood...