Rants: Thoughts From This Mind
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Dreams And Life?
What are dreams?
Are they the exact subconscious of ones own creativity?
Are they a parallel world?
Do they hold life's nagging and incessant questions and quandaries of what is out there? Where is the cure? What does my life have in store for me?
For if you dream, then life is what you dream but in color. You can see the lines and experience everything.
Your immortality? Your love? Your wealth? Your power? What is life? If you live awake, you see the lines and face the consequences of going past the lines of everything.
In life many things are taken from one...
Your life is taken.
Your love is taken.
Your wealth is taken.
Your power you never had.
For what do we get in return? Pain? Loss? Debt? Eternal life or imprisonment? The latter of which one cannot assure the living as none can honestly say they know.
For what we do know, life is but as fast as the running water down the river. As swift as the horse as it gallops in the meadow. As hard hitting as the tree collapsing to the ground. With as much burden and pain as the weight of a megaton.
Life is over before a blink, before a breath taken or exhaled, and certainly before ones slumber into the night.
Life can be as much as a hell, then the eternal imprisonment you cannot experience first.
For what we are told, a individuals own hell is tailored to their own person and sins. Lest we in life live our personal hell, to that which we can change at any time.
Life, death... All experienced in a dream. Love, intimacy, wealth, sadness, happiness, all that can be lived as... double backed into a dream.
Can life be said or called, but a dream? A thought? If so, by whom are we dreamed up from.
"Rant" Collection
- Rants: Deception, Struggle, And Love
Every winter I sink into a dire state of depression, from various events in my life that have taken place, I've managed to string together and place in my prison. As a result, they become rants of mine in...
Work Compilation
- A Memory
This is was originally a short story I did, then merged it into my story I have done about two angels that walk amongst us, Sincados and Icarus. They deal with demons that hide amongst people, that look... - A Random Thought: Having A Time Machine In Your Possession.
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OK, I have been unemployed since January 2009, when I was terminated from my position as a 3rd Shift Stock/Receiver, due to complications of medication, another accident, depression and the transportation I... - A Planet's Journey
It was from this spark of life that I was born. It is soon after I leave father and begin my journey, my first to visit is my big brother Mercury. He tells me, You cant stay here, dear brother,... - Lost Cosmonaut Thoughts: A Lost Cosmonaut
I've seen days come, seen the days go, drifting alone, but in good company. Some say its sad but really its not so bad, when you see what mans done, ain't all what its made to be. I've seen the world on... - Lost Cosmonaut Thoughts: Lost In Space
I have an interest in the controversy of lost cosmonauts, and the mystery involved. I have several thoughts that I will share. Lost In Space, is just one of those. Lost In Space I crash landed here not long... - Lost Cosmonaut Thoughts: The First Woman Cosmonaut's Woe
Regarding the first Russian woman sent into space, around the time of May 16 - May 23, 1961. Some information regarding to some of the Cosmonauts can be viewed here. Come in... Come in... Can you hear me... - A Few More Lines: Imagination
There is a place that I like to go, how it was found, I do not know. Since moments long past, it is this time that I wish would always last. It is in our imagination, and that which we perceive, that we... - A Few More Lines: Insanity As A Means
When they say You're crazy, and that You're the odd of the lot. It brings a smile to my face, just to know that such praise is held in my honor. Knowing that my oddity is what makes you fear... - Just A Few Lines: A Cure
I have this urge It courses through out my body No matter how hard I try to purge It takes hold and drives me to insanity Fear Anger Hate Death They swell deep within I dare not... - Short Story: Who? Me?
It was a dark and cool night, where the stars blanketed the now tranquil, clear sky. The wind was calm and the air chilled from the rain of earlier. A man stirred within a home set on the middle of a street,... - Short Story: Ashbringer
I sat in the lacquered chair, contemplating a dire situation that plagued me enough to rip myself from slumber. As I sat beneath the starry night sky, that twinkled and winked back at my being, the night air... - Short Story: Incubus
A haunting childhood nightmare. - Short Story: A Lifetime In Poppycock
Any other trip to a movie theater... or is it? - Short Story: A Familiar, Familiar
Alone in a bedroom sat a young man, perhaps in his mid twenties, fit, light composure, and short in stature. He held his head, heavy in his hands. The sandy brown hair peeking through his fingers as he slid... - Short Story: UnHappy Hour
An unordinary night at the pub. - Short Story: Siren Of Flame
To say, It was a dark and stormy night. like how many stories thus began, would be considered a understatement. The night of this testament, was full of the irregular javelins of light that whistled in... - Just A Few Lines: Pain
Pain The emotional and physical receptors All that the body takes in To some, it is a daily specter From a cut, to the loss of love An argumentative but, to that of a punch with a clenched...
