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 Posted: Wed Dec 17, 2008 12:04 am
This is not a writing driven by raging testosterone. This is as close as any of you will ever see to my heart. This is written about a deep and black place within me. A place that I'm afraid of and a place that I can't do without. A part of me, if left unchecked, would be murderous. I hate it yet I enjoy it. It has been my father as much as love has been my mother.
“Little bird in your cage, singing songs of nothing. Little bird be free some day, be free from all your suffering. Turtle and crane are in the rain, singing songs of nothing.”
We are all caged by the human body. As long as we are in this world, in this flesh, we will never realize our full potential. What we do here, things we try to accomplish, goals we try to attain, things we buy; if not geared towards the next world then they’re all songs of nothing. I long for the day when I’m free from this flesh. Free from these demons. I’m driven. I’m so driven and I can’t stop. My ambitions, the will, no the need to fight is too great. Not just fight, but to dominate; to exert a sort of power over my fellow man. Not a sort of social power such as the politician, but an animalistic power; something deep and evil. Only when I’m free from this body - free from the bloody channels of this mind – will I be free from my suffering. The turtle is a symbol of long life and the crane a symbol of happiness. One day, after all the long years of fighting I will have peace and fade into death. But not today. Today someone feels my strength.
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Posted: Fri Dec 19, 2008 7:07 am
woah. thats deep, man. very close to me tho. so true. and i think that we all have a part of us thats like that. even me, and im probs that happiest, most not dark and evil-ness person youll meet.
beautiful words from the soul.
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Posted: Sat Dec 20, 2008 11:01 am
go Scazarith!! very nice... deep, profound, i love it...
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Posted: Sat Dec 20, 2008 4:42 pm
No worries. Everyone feels this way I'm sure. And if they dont, they aren't real and don't know how to live. I loved the veniting/poem.
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Posted: Sun Dec 21, 2008 12:36 pm
I'm glad you realized that this was just venting Mimi. I appreciate all of you guy's/girl's support.
Also, this probably should've been noted in the origional writing but these lines :“Little bird in your cage, singing songs of nothing. Little bird be free some day, be free from all your suffering. Turtle and crane are in the rain, singing songs of nothing.” were not written by me. Hence the quotations. I just wanted to vent how I was feeling at the time and at the same time attempt my personal explication of the lines. Thankyou again.
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Posted: Sun Dec 21, 2008 3:55 pm
lol of course thats how a lot of my poems start out, by either venting or highly influential emotions. BTW I'm going to move this into the "POETRY Outburst" sub-forum in a day or two since it seems more appropriate in that forum.
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Posted: Sun Dec 21, 2008 10:33 pm
Lol, Ok. I wasn't sure exactly where it should be.
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2011 1:28 pm
Emotional, but makes no sense. This world LIMITS us? If we can't reach our full potential here, where can we? No offense, just please quote me and tell me in American English.
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