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constructing reality... |
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desperado Member
since 1999-05-24
Posts 312FT Hood,Tx 
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a piece at a time in the wind I see no place left for me to be free without a shadow of hope or despair lost in a sea of nothingness trapped in the world I've made at night as my reality contracts and expands with light in the world I've made by constructing reality listening to the voices of silence and tears trapped in a loop I held for years and years nothing was sacred or important to me the distance between life and love was too great to know where no one was close to hold me in and the only friend I had was the writting pen in the world I've made by constructing reality and I built my world through sweat and pain in a never ending cycle of lonliness and shame but now I've broken the cycle of deconstruction no more breaking apart my soul for things I've done for now starts a period of new growth and rebirth an era of time without shadows or desolate mirth with a desire to begin constructing reality People demand freedom of speech to make up for the freedom of thought which they avoid. --Soren Kierkegaard |
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MyEnchanted_Melody Senior Member
since 2001-05-30
Posts 1106across the land of dreams. In your heart, I'd always be. |
listening to the voices of silence and tears trapped in a loop I held for years and years nothing was sacred or important to me the distance between life and love was too great to know where no one was close to hold me in and the only friend I had was the writting pen in the world I've made by constructing reality ====================== Such ringing powerful words..........and speak of resolution ..... Well done......I enjoyed it Thank you *************************** |
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Irish Rose Member Patricius
since 2000-04-06
Posts 10263 |
amen and amen, break free! I'm with you all the way! "It's easier to kill love than to nurture it" Fred Hardesty |
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VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
listening to the voices of silence and tears trapped in a loop I held for years and years nothing was sacred or important to me the distance between life and love was too great to know where no one was close to hold me in and the only friend I had was the writting pen in the world I've made by constructing reality ^ ^this stanza could almost stand alone, it is so powerful...the second line really doesn't need the 'and years' at the end, I don't think read it aloud a few times and you decide, of course spell check would be a good tool, I'm always upset with myself when I forget to use it cuz my keyboard doesn't spell as well as I do, it repeats letters or turns them around sometimes, such a nuisance. some powerful meditation went into this piece |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
I love the title, and yes, I believe that we do construct reality. Enjoyed much too, thought you handled the implications of that thought very well. A somber read, but nice introspection. |
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Sven
since 1999-11-23
Posts 14937East Lansing, MI USA |
introspective indeed. . . a nice look into ourselves. . . very well done. . . ----------------------------------------------------------- To the world, you may only be one person. But to one person, you may be the world. |
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Saxoness
since 1999-07-18
Posts 1102Texas |
We just keep starting over again until we can construct a reality we can live with, don't we? Nice write, keep on using that pen. "Glory remains unaware of my neglected dwelling where alone |
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