lulling myself into a false perception of things and letting myself get carried away can only cloud the judgement and numb the senses.. getting carried away and sucked into the bubble of self gratification that balloons into a giant glass vase where fragile egos lie waiting to be shattered.. can i rise above it all or am i just another pawn in their disgusting game of social pageantry? having succumbed to the seductions of a better life and glimpsed into the eyes of temptation.. the folly of a decision that leads to the degradation of a precious thing.. so honored and revered in all its complexity that the mothers of fate stand in wonder of their ominous creation.. do i have the fortitude to alter that perceptive state of mind? to bring it back to where it once was.. a place where hills undulate freely under the vast expanse of blue sky that is me? the first time i allowed myself beyond the boundaries of neutrality and impartiality.. i found a strange land lying behind those borders.. and yet i did not heed the signs.. i forged on in stubborness to uphold the beliefs that i had been so quick to take up.. i do not regret those beliefs for my allegiance will never falter and my loyalties remain true.. but just like an aging warrior in a modern battlefield struggling to adapt to the new rules of warfare.. the battle in my head begins..

'Older chests reveal themselves
Like a crack in a wall
Starting small, and grow in time
And we all seem to need the help
Of someone else
To mend that shelf'

we always fail to notice the little things.. caught up in our own selfish consumed worlds that we assume so important.. ignoring the beauty that stares us straight in the face.. the little stars twinkle silently above us.. alone in their solitude begging for someone to give them the recognition.. for the effort they put in to brighten up the night skies.. the light years they travelled not knowing if they would ever be appreciated..

they have found their recognition.. i know someone who applaudes their bravery.. their selfless act of sacrifice.. someone who never fails to look to the skies when the world below seems too bleak to handle..soaking in the radiance of a thousand generations and to utter a simple word of thanks.. for the stars hold the promise that beauty is within reach and the heavens a mere twinkle away

as i walked the lonely path back home.. i thought of the stars and their lonely path that they had endured through silent space to their final resting place.. seemingly incomparable and insignificant.. a sense of self worthlessness swept over me and i looked to the stars for guidance.. sadly there was nought in the sky but an artificial satellite.. a glaring manmade atrocity mocking and laughing to my face.. reminding me that the artificial reign supreme in a world full of assumption and pretense..

this is the unadulterated truth of things.. but only to the one who can see it.. for anyone else would be blinded by the frivolity of it all.. to those who can unlock the secrets of my mind they would have in a brief instant understood the very essence of my being.. seeing through me as transparent as glass untainted by any impurities with nothing to hide..

i will marry any girl who can make sense of exactly what i am talking about.. an unfair test of blind faith that only god can match.. a word of caution.. sometimes the truth may not be what it seems..

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