tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-43845524974522446412024-03-13T14:04:45.096-07:00Divinity Writes...Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4384552497452244641.post-11983198739023587352010-01-29T22:25:00.000-08:002010-01-29T22:29:09.961-08:00One of these days [twitter trending topic turned poem]#oneofthesedays ...I could show you better than I could tell you. You get silent when I compliment you, but in spite this your smile [rich with enlightenment] holds a thousand words and emotions. Several toxic potions that ..I can't taste enough of. Love...<br />If these words had strings, music they'd probably sing[it would harmonize above]. And if these words had wings, I hope to you happiness they'd bring. #oneofthesedays I'mma show you the difference between a woman & girl..<br />Show you there's NO DIFFERENCE between you AND my world. Cause it's you.... #ONEOFTHESEDAYS ..hope we can sway and vibe together, You can be King, and I'll play Correta ...My letters, may get weathered but the message sticks forever...<br />Like the dream, that Martin put together, may take a few years, but I'll invest for the better..<br />#oneofthesedays We'll look back and laugh, how our paths crossed,it's one hell of a thought in itself,<br />gold mine[mind] cause it was a moment rich as Bill in terms of wealth. I could keep wishing that #oneofthesedays would come along....♫ #oneofthesedays ♫ <br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;"><br />-<span style="font-style:italic;">Divinity</span></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4384552497452244641.post-4868080227079621852009-10-22T03:19:00.000-07:002009-10-22T03:20:37.941-07:00Dream WomanShe had the mind of a genius,the body of a goddess,conversations,she'd finesse you,<br />linguistically undress you, 'less you gave into,her serene mood,her attitude moved crowds like King On Monument,confident, via intoxication,her lip language led to mystification....<br />And I had a Dream......<br />Laced with sophistication,embraced through words brazen, this woman so many she had cravin'... mentalities she left laden and riddled, she strung hearts like musicians to fiddles...<br />That night I had a dream...<br />This supernatural woman,<br />her love was overcomin',<br />like a river over flowin',<br />all the more he was never knowin', her emotions where they were goin'...<br />Away from him they were towin'... Her frustration ...still never showin'...<br />And I had a dream...<br />Saw her amber face, warmth of her embrace,kisses I could taste,lip locks I couldn't waste,sweet as almond joy,she played me like a toy,<br />I felt like a little boy,with his first crush,she crushed me dearly, I felt myself nearly,overcome...<br />By such Love , because it had no fury...no jealousy belevolency...<br />So how the hell could she leave?<br />To this day its a concept my mind can't conceive...till the tonight I'll have a dream...<br />That one day,she'd walk back into my life, a irridescent beam of light that's was she was for me,she lit life's paths,yet now she's gone, so I'm forced to see. I close my eyes ,fantasize,then realize...<br />it's just a dream.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span><blockquote><span style="font-weight: bold;">-Divinity</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">February 13th,2009</span></blockquote><br /><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4384552497452244641.post-51570512492915538432009-10-22T03:16:00.000-07:002009-10-22T03:18:59.365-07:00FieryA thousand degrees,<br />scorching a blaze.<br />Heat rising from every square inch of this surface...<br /><br />I shiver... I tingle....I'm nervous...<br />could It be...I don't deserve this...<br />delight presented before me.<br />I tell you,stop,yet you ignore my pleas...&then...you go onto your knees...<br /><br />It seems the rooms engulfed in flames...&I wanna scream and you're to blame. Yet the only thing I can say is your name...<br />I don't think I can survive to round two of this game...<br /><br />My bloods boiling, I think I might go insane.All the while your'e toiling in wonderland.<br />Im wishing, you'd take my hand,and guide me through this journey. I'm feeling like I'm going to a place that I don't know...<br /><br />Oh,baby,...the places you've taken me.Are of lore and fantasy,yet you've generously shown,and allowed me to have known...such...happiness.<br /><br />Yet&still , I burn,anxious and impatient,for the next time I take that sweet vacation.<br />Oh, I've gone up in flames,<br />yes,I've spontaneously combusted,from all the moments I've lusted after that sword with which you have slain me.<br />Your'e just incapable of being beaten,and I can't stand the heat<br /><b><br />-Divinity<br />March 27th,2009<br /></b><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4384552497452244641.post-11281539029437174492009-10-22T03:15:00.000-07:002009-10-22T03:16:26.885-07:00Dare<div class="post-body entry-content"> Do I dare disturb the world and those who occupy it?Do I dare speak words of such hostility,and go down in history and in infamy...Lord do I dare?<br /><br />Do I turn my back to those I once adored and loved, do I push and shove those who once lingered near me?<br /><br />Clearly, the world was far to small to be explored,and to every door,linguistics was my key.<br /><br />Evidently I've dared...Lord knows I've dared to be oftenly too brazen for those who find my ramblings crazen.<br /><br />But do I dare tempt fate?<br />Do I dare push further beyond this world's gates?<br />Do I dare plot a sweet ,serene escape to a place so far ...not even thee illest mental state could penetrate it?Do I serenade danger!<br />DO I DARE... Let myself be found...and my core be known to the world.<br />Could they, or would they be able to remotely comprehend such a mind so brilliant?<br />Or I would taken to be irrelevent?<br />another insane lyric to circumvent...<br />Do I dare.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">-Divinity</span> </div> <span class="post-author vcard"> </span><span style="font-weight: bold;">March 20th,2009 </span><span class="post-timestamp"><a class="timestamp-link" href="http://textualhigh.blogspot.com/2009/03/dare.html" rel="bookmark" title="permanent link"><abbr class="published" title="2009-03-20T23:24:00-07:00">11:24 PM</abbr></a> </span> <span class="reaction-buttons"> </span> <span class="star-ratings"> </span> <span class="post-comment-link"> </span><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4384552497452244641.post-58486980022882038122009-10-22T02:07:00.000-07:002010-01-29T22:25:08.690-08:00I could runVividly, I can imagine me leaving this place.<br />As if I could walk off into the distance, and forget it ever existed.<br />I could walk on by and act just like I missed it.<br />I'd resist it,(returning)...because while I was there,my heart did nothing but burn.<br />All the longer I stood there my heart bleed from its yearning to leave....Internally, I was dying I believe.<br /><br />I could run forever, and ever and ever and ever and ever away....<br /><br />So when I left the extinguisher,cleared the smoke, and allowed me to breathe.<br />Without the haze in the sky, I was returned the power to see.<br /><br />Broke the chains of depression, so now I'm able to be, the real me.<br />Completely, uninhibited these anti-social ways I had exhibited ...were all just a cover.<br />Others had come so close, they only drove me away....with their deceitful & hateful ways ...<br />lakes founded of yesterdays...tears. dried, so now the ground is clear....nothing for me to drown in. The same waters which I used to be surrounded in..........The New me was founded in.<br /><br />I could run forever and ever and ever and ever and ever away.<br /><br />The voice within resounded through the crowd..... Aloud, I was no longer alone.<br />Silently, I was a loner.<br />Through the window pane's many observed her, .....me. As a shelf of half the person, I used to be, till I rebuilt me.<br />The pseudo me, was no more. Not so much pseudo, but comatose me, because my body was in a state of unconsciousness.Working at minimum capacity....the last bit of me, was struggling to survive desperately.<br /><br />When I awoke, I had no choice but to see...the light.<br />& When I saw it, I ran....<br /><br />I could run forever and ever and ever and ever and every away...<br />Nowhere can hold me, can't contain me.<br />What I need to sustain me....versatility.....<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">-Divinity</span><br /><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4384552497452244641.post-32107897511924872702009-10-19T00:37:00.000-07:002009-10-22T03:43:49.113-07:00Prayer for a manLord I ask, better yet I pray, that one day...I'll find a "good" man.<br />A man with a good head, and plan set in his mind. He'll do good toward me, treat me the way a good man should. Tall ,tan and handsome,with muscles of steel,crafty with his hands,as if he invented the wheel.<br /><br />All I ask, all I ask, if he doesn't have money, I dont need that, at least let him have love for me, thatd be all I need. The key to my heart,I'd readily hand over, if he'd be my luck, my four leaf clover. My good luck charm..that I'd love and adore.<br />Someone so special I'd do anything for.<br /><br />God all I ask is for a good man, who'll know when to hug me,kiss me, and when to hold my hand. Who'll know when to stand firm, and take his place as man.Who even when stuff goes wrong,has a back up plan.<br /><br />He'd be my better half,the ying to my yang. He'd become the lyric to my music,that has no words to be sang. He'd imspire me,He'd advise me,He'd console me and more...Forever him I'd adore...<br />Lord this is all I want..I wont ask for more....<br /><br /><blockquote style="font-weight: bold;">-Divinity<br />February 21, 2008 - Thursday <a href="http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=28171505&blogId=359973505">12:54 AM</a></blockquote><br /><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4384552497452244641.post-90063531607010674662009-10-19T00:07:00.000-07:002009-10-19T00:11:42.835-07:00CallingI was alone to myself, left to my thoughts , through out which I wandered.<br />Startled by said noise,with such loudness like thunder, it caught my attention without my choice. ...It harrassingly & irritatingly called me.It demanded my attention, this annoying voice for which I had much resentment.It hollered,it screamed, it echoed my name,through the halls this atrocity rang.It's pitch and octavity changed...<br /><br />I walked off pretending not to hear, it came closer and ever so near. I covered my ears, and replied leave me alone. It simply refused , and kept ringing like an obnoxious phone. It just kept calling me.<br />I angrily yet hesitantly responded "WHAT?!" back,it looked at me smirking ...and it liked that, it had gotten to me somewhat. And it chuckled a tid bit, I noticed this hoping soon it'd quit. But it just kept calling...<br /><br />I walked and faster,further and further till I could hear this voice no more....I looked back and I heard a scream it and said " Nothing in life is ever what it seems and if it seems too good to be true than it probably is...so always think twice before you take or give..because you only have one life to live...that's the way it is". I took note of what was said in accord, and I thought about this statement long and hard, and I realized, that behind these brown eyes of mine, lies more than just a brain but an intelligent mind, and in time it only can get better or worse, so its up to me to choose my course. I can either take success by the horns or I can call it quits and hold hands with defeat, That's not the life for me THATS NOT WHAT I WANT. So next time I hear a voice inside calling me, annoying me, I think ....<br /><br />I might listen...<br /><blockquote><br />-Divinity<br />March 5, 2008 - Wednesday <a href="http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=28171505&blogId=364192679">2:57 PM</a></blockquote><br /><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4384552497452244641.post-48073728654496340842009-10-18T23:18:00.000-07:002009-10-22T03:26:35.748-07:00Fuck itFunny to me, how it always comes to be...<br />Just me.<br />Fuck it.<br /><br />Unimaginably, I always knew this to be,<br />the way it was meant to be.<br />Uninhibitedly I was able to see, all the lies and things you tried to hide from me.<br />You didn't even have to st-st-stutter, there were so many other....things, I could tell you were lying... Because when you were replying....all the more I was relying on my instincts.<br />Your breathe? Bullshit is what I'd think think, I smelled.<br /> But ..Oh well. Fuck it.<br /><br />I took care of you...I was always there, when you needed me.<br />I was everything you ever wanted me ...to be.<br />In fact, I was too good at it for you....My grandmother knew,<br />and she said so. She said so....<br />But no, I couldn't let you go.<br /><br />I said fuck it.<br />I'd take a chance on love, so you ...I put above my own concerns and cares about where...the relationship would head.<br />& Here it lies dead.<br />FUCK IT.<br /><br />I tried and I tried, and you committed homicide and treason against every hope dream, and aspiration of this relationship.... that I had built and believed in. I had it seasoned for the stormiest of weather....together were we supposed to make this last...Guess you picked your own time and took a turn to say fuck it.<br /><br />-Divinity<br /><br /><br /><br /><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4384552497452244641.post-19845714047603111582009-10-02T13:31:00.000-07:002009-10-02T13:42:13.124-07:00It's you.I need you to just, catch me when I'm falling...<br />Give me what I need when I'm calling...<br />not monetary or ....materialistic things,<br />but simple pleasures only the soul can bring.<br /><br />Love, know you're the light that brightens my days...<br />I'm not the type of girl to cry, but when you smile, I get a drop in my eyes,<br />Because I realize... You're that speck of happiness that makes hard times bearable.<br />You're the one who brings the good out of me, and makes my success share-able.<br /><br />No, there's not a single cloud of doubt in my mind...no question or matter of time.<br />Its..You.<br /><br />As my world crumbles around me, and my heart hardens more than you can ever see or imagine... You keep what little humanity that's left...alive in me.<br />So please, pick me up when I'm down.<br />I don't need you to promise you'll be around...because even when you're not...your presence is felt. This hand of cards we've been dealt in life, may not be the best, but I'm willing to put it to the test and play it.<br />I'll say it... though I'm not one to gamble.<br />I'll take a shot at the dice, for you.<br />Because through and through you warm my heart...<br />since the start.<br />Words can't describe the feeling....of You.<br /><blockquote>-Divinity<br />October 1,2009<br /></blockquote><br /><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4384552497452244641.post-13146663059973366562009-09-21T05:08:00.001-07:002009-09-22T02:12:56.799-07:00Her name was KatrinaIn this windless city, and its endless pity, it's hard to arise from nothing....we're all suffering.<br />People watch us through a narrow silver screen, they see the faces, I know they've heard us scream....it seems that few care.<br />I wonder if they notice her there..the girl with the cold heart,her anger and fury were the start. ....Katrina.<br /><br /><br />We're drowning literally and emotionally, the pain comes and goes persistently and we try to fight on...resistently.It's kind of hard when you're floating on the floor boards of your home. FEMA said it won't be long and Katrina will run along now. Katrina's saying she isn't gonna go, and we're sinking slow...like quicksand no helping hand to save us.<br />Just angry neighbors who blame us...<br /><br />Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned, just ask Ms. Storm, Katrina... and X-men can't save us....move 300 to Texas, just for her to take back the little help they gave us.<br />Mastermind behind it all? Who ever knew a woman of water would be our downfall...meaner and faster than a cobra, colder than ices...polar. Katrina is what they call her.<br /><br />( In Memorial Of Hurricane Katrina Victims)<br /><blockquote>- Divinity<br />2007</blockquote><br /><br /><br /><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4384552497452244641.post-70446608587932451702009-09-21T04:53:00.000-07:002009-09-22T02:21:29.536-07:00Good Luck CharmSome people wish on stars, others wish to live amongst them....others want to be the brighest one in the midnight sky. But I, I'd rather be the one falling to earth being wished upon, knowing I've made dreams come true.<br />I'd be that star for you.<br /><br />No need for four leaf clovers, rabbits feet and horse shoes,<br />I can do more than these silly charms could ever, for you.<br />If you only knew.<br /><br />No voodoo spells or , shaman chanting....just you and I in a dreamworld dancing amongst the stars.<br />Fairytales are make believe but with undying support, what can't what you achieve ?<br />Believe.<br />I'm no fairy god-mother...but I can care for you as a friend...like no other.<br />Why wish ...we can go and accomplish as a team? Set in motion dreams with no potions and magic wands...we can beyond the glitter and clouds... and make ourselves proud.<br />No magic charms...no voodoo potions...<br />Your motivation...this support...is your good luck charm.<br /><blockquote style="font-style: italic;">-Divinity<br />2009</blockquote><br /><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4384552497452244641.post-53040016694274160842009-09-21T04:44:00.001-07:002009-10-22T03:00:49.932-07:00TimelessThey say.... time &distance make the heart grow fonder...I say time & distance...made this love stronger. Never, question our security. He knows he's the better half of me. Time, will never tell, because...he can see. This is meant to be.<br /><br />Even though we met when I was only seventeen, we've grown into a mature thing.<br />It's been four long years, and I've held your hand, just as much as you've held mine...and time...time has proven...this is a strong bind.<br /><br />In my mind, words truly aren't strong enough to show you,<br />nor are any actions I could ever preform, they just won't do.<br />But if you will, then I must....<br />and we can began to engage...in something no longer lust...<br /><br />Hold me, and I'll pull you close. The passion is there, it clearly shows....you know, by the sparkle in our eyes....even the simplest of fools could realize.<br />But, no need for exaggeration, let's get back to our demonstration...love.<br /><br />I'll ...allow you to get to know a deeper part of me, you can..get lost ...in my entity. Be a part of me , more than you have ever been, when you leap into the depths of my soul...did you ever know I encompassed so much?<br /><br />Because I never knew a gentler touch, than yours. So if love lasts forever, than I hope we'd survive that together because there's no other I'd feel the desire to need for...<br />you love, are all I adore. Yes, you.<br />Because you've proven yourself to be true.<br /><br />If only I could capture every emotion and bottle it, eau de parfume , de me, for you to be smothered in....then you could somewhat understand why this is something I can't fight, don't want to fight, and want to win. I can't help but give in...<br />If this was a sin, lord forgive me, but I'd indulge in...this a thousand times...<br />This timeless emotion.<br />Perpetual sensation associated with the thoughts and feelings of loving, knowing and having you.....and I don't even mean sexually.<br />We've successfully surpassed that part of this relationship, that's the part that most couples ...do forget.<br /><br />That...sex is not everything. There's so much more to bring...and you do bring...to this table.<br />This is why our love's foundation is all the more stable...<br />I really don't believe it possible..that this emotion would every succumb to time because even in death... I'll be yours and you are mine, we swore this...with every parting kiss.<br />So we are eternal...<br /><blockquote><br />-Divinity<br />4:43am</blockquote><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4384552497452244641.post-9614056683467770352009-09-19T01:40:00.000-07:002009-09-21T03:34:55.687-07:00Coldest Summer EverIt was the coldest summer ever...sleepless nights and smile-less days...once vivid memories now faded to gray. I wonder how..it got this way. The world around me... in the wind it swayed,when things shook up...it tumbled away. Words I once had...now nothing have I to say. Nothing...truly is what it is...portrayed;this cheerful face... is...nothing...but a facade.<br />Melancholy or morose , on the best of days.<br /><br />This was the coldest summer ever, not in temperature but way. It rained and poured each and e v e r y day. Misery dragged, but was never far away....guilt and misfortune only added to the array. Lifeless thoughts spinning in a suspended mind, suspended in emotion not function or time...Deep thoughts trans-versing , too far to find....in search of nothing.....twas nothing 'er to find.<br /><br />It was the coldest summer ever...its wonder I'm not insane...<br />all the racking done to my brain...But nothing can hurt someone..who no longer feels pain...<br /><blockquote><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">-Divinity</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">June 2008</span></blockquote><br /><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4384552497452244641.post-57389855780243697272009-09-19T01:35:00.001-07:002009-09-19T01:35:44.014-07:00The Eternal GardenIn the garden filled with the most beautiful things, flowers blossom and the doves sing.<br />The sounds of nature...fill the air, and animals frolic without a care.<br />Morning dew glazes the garden floor, trees arch over,resembling doors. Petite rabbits nibbling on leaves, cool breeze,blowing through the trees; bees buzzing by....<br /><br />A place so beautiful it could bring tears to your eyes, moreless leave you speechless, 'tis no surprise. Quiet stream running in the distance,deer prancing by....untouched beauty,ever appealing to the eyes.<br />Morning glories, snap dragons, sun flowers,roses and poppies, the sight of such a place...could make anyone happy.<br />Fruit blossoms,squirrels,elk,doves, and deer,as soon as you lay eyes on this magical place...it draws you nearer...<br />So peaceful, not even a small child could fear.<br /><br />Sunsets on her horizon , glowing ever so blue, her roses blossom so red, they could be no more true. Stone cobbled pathway for two, leading the way to eternal bliss,frolic and play...<br />in this place,there is no such thing as dismay.<br /><br />The garden,the ever eternal ....beautiful garden.So beautiful... the creator must of begged pardon...for no artist could ever bring to canvas , such color...for it is surely outlandish ...<br />comparable to none other...it's only logical she was made by thee mother....earth....for no other could of given birth..to such a divine place.<br /><blockquote><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">-Divinity</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">1:34am</span></blockquote><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4384552497452244641.post-10730823932163245412009-09-19T00:58:00.000-07:002009-09-19T01:09:40.610-07:00SocietyHow can one always extend their hand to take, but never give.<br />How can one kill ....yet expect to be allowed to live?<br />Privilege , I once thought ...for those who were deserving...<br />Handed out to those disgraceful...I find this unnerving.<br />I'm learning...to be patient&kind ...towards her... Ms. Society.<br />But her cowardice and greed...are quite alarming to me...<br />Harder to ignore...her ignorance....<br />It's become harder to adhere to her stipulations,<br />The closer I get near...she repels me...<br />The further I step back...the less she likens me.<br />Yet and still I believe I have a place here,<br />Furthermore I see my face here...<br />amongst the masses...the crowds...<br />Yet I stand alone.<br /><br />Maybe I should...just run along..on home.<br />Maybe I was wrong to believe ....this elite group...had room for me.<br />Clearly... I'm too different. For...clearly...intelligence...is comparable to simple two sense...to her.<br />I don't deserve to fit in here. I don't deserve ...to be heard. My opinion?<br />Is background noise...to her.....it's just static in the void.<br />Because how dare I try to be...me...unique...in her reality...where everyone lives in a world ...of conformity?! How dare I...try to step outside my bounds...and break loose this ground stuck in its barren mold. Unleashing havoc and ruckus untold to the perfect world she has shifted and created....ha. How dare I...<br />Contradict Society.<br /><br />-<blockquote><span style="font-style: italic;">Divinity</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">1:09am</span></blockquote><br /><br /><br /><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1