Poncho:
For days now I have just been going without care. No longer have I thought about what my life means or what it should mean. No longer do I worry about what could have been or what might have been. All I know now is what truely did happen. It is hard to live without want. Its hard to live without thinking you know what you really want. How can we not want?
I look around me and I recognize everything I see. Can we really sum up everything in just three sentences that explains everything that is me? How dissappointing. All our lives makes us avoiding. Who are we truely? How can we tell? No one thinks like you do.
Lets follow a pattern. I'm good. We're good. Routine becomes routine. We are worst than a nicotine fiend. Please still talk to me. Call me back. We are still clean. Have I lost my mind? There we go, always looking for something when there is nothing to find.
-Evad
Sunday, July 31, 2005
Wednesday, July 27, 2005
Something Glowing
Poncho:
It is as I am lost without knowing. Who are these people I am around anyways? All of the sudden I touched by something glowing. My mind is overwhelmed by her presence. Time for me has stopped flowing. I want so much more than its showing. My dreams are unfolding. It diminishes the glowing. My life is once again unknowing.
Here we are going. The times are a flowing. My true expressions aren't showing. I can not escape, the fellings so great. I most be much stronger for the time ahead is not for me. Its for everyone else. The future is not for you only. I must remain lonely to show the true expression of self. No one can with hold me not if I want to become me.
Life is not the same. Now it is all about the brain. No longer do we accept our heart. The technical age is upon us. We are losing ourselves. I am moving away. No longer to accept. You can come back. Its now the future. We were just young then. Then why are we just as lost as then?
-Evad
It is as I am lost without knowing. Who are these people I am around anyways? All of the sudden I touched by something glowing. My mind is overwhelmed by her presence. Time for me has stopped flowing. I want so much more than its showing. My dreams are unfolding. It diminishes the glowing. My life is once again unknowing.
Here we are going. The times are a flowing. My true expressions aren't showing. I can not escape, the fellings so great. I most be much stronger for the time ahead is not for me. Its for everyone else. The future is not for you only. I must remain lonely to show the true expression of self. No one can with hold me not if I want to become me.
Life is not the same. Now it is all about the brain. No longer do we accept our heart. The technical age is upon us. We are losing ourselves. I am moving away. No longer to accept. You can come back. Its now the future. We were just young then. Then why are we just as lost as then?
-Evad
Wednesday, July 20, 2005
Who We Are
Poncho:
Most of us never realize half of those around us. It is an odd thing how we react to one another. Who we make friendships with, who we tend to ignore, and who we only know as aquantances. With the coming of every day is another person who we place in one of our catergories. We may never know that person's name but we know for a fact that that person did exist. It is also at that moment that that person becomes part of your life. The odd thing is what makes that person become more than just a part.
It seems that most friendships come out of share experiences. Some experiences will bring out more of a connection between people. For instance, two people who served in a war together might enjoy an everlasting bond while two people who served fast food to hungry customers might loss that bond as soon as they drive off for home every night. It seems the more dramatic the experience the greater the bond between people.
It is hard to tell what friendships are until our world acts upon this friendship. May it be death, relocation, sickness or isolation, we usually dont realize what we have at the present. Everything is taken for granite. As time passes things change. Is this were true friendship prevails? Only time will tell. For now, it has been nice knowing you.
-Evad
Most of us never realize half of those around us. It is an odd thing how we react to one another. Who we make friendships with, who we tend to ignore, and who we only know as aquantances. With the coming of every day is another person who we place in one of our catergories. We may never know that person's name but we know for a fact that that person did exist. It is also at that moment that that person becomes part of your life. The odd thing is what makes that person become more than just a part.
It seems that most friendships come out of share experiences. Some experiences will bring out more of a connection between people. For instance, two people who served in a war together might enjoy an everlasting bond while two people who served fast food to hungry customers might loss that bond as soon as they drive off for home every night. It seems the more dramatic the experience the greater the bond between people.
It is hard to tell what friendships are until our world acts upon this friendship. May it be death, relocation, sickness or isolation, we usually dont realize what we have at the present. Everything is taken for granite. As time passes things change. Is this were true friendship prevails? Only time will tell. For now, it has been nice knowing you.
-Evad
Saturday, July 09, 2005
DoesEverythingRunTogether?
Poncho:
Saveme. ForIcannotswim. Ourworldhassmotheredme. Youcannotbreathe. Infact,youdonotbreathe. Youliveontheideasofothers. Youthriveonwhatyoudontknow. Youseeintheonlywayyouweretaughttosee. Whocareswhatisactuallyoutthere? Whatifwewrotelikethis? Tousnowthisisoneword. Whatifyoukilledyourself? Wouldthislookdifferent? Howwouldyoupreceiveyourworldwhenyourlifechanges? Willitbetheexactsameasitisnow? Willyoustillhavesomanyquestion? Areyoudrowningyet? Ican'tbreathe. Letsfaceourfears. Wearealreadydead. AsyoureadthisImaybedecease. Imayhavebeendeceaseforayearoramillionyears. Doyouthinkeverythingisrelatedtosomethingelseorisitcompletelyrandom. IknowIam. Whoreallygivesashitaboutyou. Iloveyou. Gotobed. Noonewantstohearyou. DocFellYay. Lookatyourlifeasnooneelsehas. Youwillfindeverythingyoueverwanted. Youwillexperiencemorethanyoucouldimagine. Smileformeagain. Totheendofthischangeintothenext. Hopefullyyouwillbewaitingformeunliketheothers.
-Evad
Saveme. ForIcannotswim. Ourworldhassmotheredme. Youcannotbreathe. Infact,youdonotbreathe. Youliveontheideasofothers. Youthriveonwhatyoudontknow. Youseeintheonlywayyouweretaughttosee. Whocareswhatisactuallyoutthere? Whatifwewrotelikethis? Tousnowthisisoneword. Whatifyoukilledyourself? Wouldthislookdifferent? Howwouldyoupreceiveyourworldwhenyourlifechanges? Willitbetheexactsameasitisnow? Willyoustillhavesomanyquestion? Areyoudrowningyet? Ican'tbreathe. Letsfaceourfears. Wearealreadydead. AsyoureadthisImaybedecease. Imayhavebeendeceaseforayearoramillionyears. Doyouthinkeverythingisrelatedtosomethingelseorisitcompletelyrandom. IknowIam. Whoreallygivesashitaboutyou. Iloveyou. Gotobed. Noonewantstohearyou. DocFellYay. Lookatyourlifeasnooneelsehas. Youwillfindeverythingyoueverwanted. Youwillexperiencemorethanyoucouldimagine. Smileformeagain. Totheendofthischangeintothenext. Hopefullyyouwillbewaitingformeunliketheothers.
-Evad
Thursday, July 07, 2005
Suicide
Poncho:
Your name is worthless and you have no care. Your life is spiraling down to the ground. Life brings you changes when no one else is around. You decide that life is too much to bare and you shut your eyes. Soon you awaken and you realize who is there? You stare at your bandages and your eyes start to tear. Who the hell found me? What I am still doing here? You dont understand and all that you hear is child what brought you this fear?
Now that they see that your well as can be and have given you all the attention that you need. They have all left you and your all alone. You look in the mirror and your eyes close again. Your mind starts to wonder as you search for answers. Who the hell I am? Why I am here? Is there a meaning or I am just here?
Now you are sitting in your favorite chair. You search through your mind to see what is there. You hope to find nothing but it is not what you find. For there is one thing that resides in your mind. The very thing that you were trying to end. You know understand but it is not the end. For now the one thing that you wanted to end brings upon you a new type of fear.
-Evad
Your name is worthless and you have no care. Your life is spiraling down to the ground. Life brings you changes when no one else is around. You decide that life is too much to bare and you shut your eyes. Soon you awaken and you realize who is there? You stare at your bandages and your eyes start to tear. Who the hell found me? What I am still doing here? You dont understand and all that you hear is child what brought you this fear?
Now that they see that your well as can be and have given you all the attention that you need. They have all left you and your all alone. You look in the mirror and your eyes close again. Your mind starts to wonder as you search for answers. Who the hell I am? Why I am here? Is there a meaning or I am just here?
Now you are sitting in your favorite chair. You search through your mind to see what is there. You hope to find nothing but it is not what you find. For there is one thing that resides in your mind. The very thing that you were trying to end. You know understand but it is not the end. For now the one thing that you wanted to end brings upon you a new type of fear.
-Evad
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