Phantom Texter strikes again!
If someone tells you what they are, hear them. But if someone shows you what they are, believe them.
I am a hard to believe simple creature. The slightest thing brings me unlimited Joy. The most profound things brings me rest. The most common flaws seen are perfection. I am a hard to believe reality.
I rejoice in what some would throw away. To dance in the rain is joyful. But to me watching someone dance in the rain and then sharing it with me is blissful.
I stand on the bridge arms outstretched. The war is won when someone answers the call. I am an enigma only to those who don't believe the answer. And I have the answer to unlock, something.
I am a man whose greatest strength is his vulnerability to his heart. Who's weakest moment is in the avatar that speaks for him. Who's grandest dreams are the simplest of things. Who's greatest sin is the lack of common sins.
I want to hold a hand. Which is why I have no hand to hold. I want to tell a story. Which is why I have no ear to hear. I want to be safe. Which is why disaster reigns supreme. I want to be chosen. Which is why treachery lies behind every door. I want to not want. Which is why I stand on the bridge with arms outstretched.
In the dawn of the day is much like the dusk of the day. The transition ignored by most, written of by the writers, honored by Nature. Announcing the change from one thing to another. The mystified Twilight of the Dawn. But yet the universe is always dark. And yet at the same time full of more color than we can see. Fascinating dualities throughout this reality. Permeating through my every cell.
There is no purpose to this. And yet I do it. There's no particular reason to existence. And yet we exist and look for others. I look for another. Countries look for other countries. The planet looks for other planets. The grand theme is nothing wants to be alone. But yet we tell others it's okay to be alone.
The lies we tell on paper. The lies we tell through our lips. The lies we tell in our actions. We invented electricity so that we can tell lies in cyberspace. Aren't our dreams only one more place to tell a lie? In my writing I have told more truth than you may think. I only lied about the punctuations.
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Fantastic!
ReplyDeleteThank you so very much.
DeleteVery cool write my friend. Your words feed the masses like spilled milk to ravenous ants. "Feed me Seymor"
ReplyDeleteLes,
LOL I love that reference! Thanks
DeleteNow I find that you lied about punctuations. Not sure if I can recover from the hurt.
ReplyDeleteLOL I'm sincerely sorry! I am deeply moved by your pain and sorrow!? and I will endeavor to be better with my punctuations ?
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