I am just an illusion wrapped in confusion So, draw your conclusion on what you want of me Paint me any color you may desire Douse me in gasoline set me on fire Give me the breath of life from your dying soul Teach me to feel, make me whole Don't get discouraged, you cannot fail There is no set pattern, no definitive trail No elaborate plan for you to dissect No wisdom or knowledge for you to collect Give me life and give me a name Don't worry about others, give me your brain Let me think for you, your alternate self Let me steer your way to fame and wealth And when you have used up all of me Write down everything that you now see For I am just an illusion wrapped in confusion So, draw your conclusion on what you want to be
Just call me Mya :)
“…don’t let your secrets fester, they will devour you like a disease that enters the bloodstream, painstakingly killing cell by cell, until all that exists is the sickness that will abort your body in search of its next victim.” ϻƴȥƴȺȠƳƛ
“War is an infectious disease, once it enters the heart, it poisons the soul!” ϻƴȥƴȺȠƳƛ
"I do not hate you, because to hate is to care enough to allow you to know how I feel; quite simply, I just don't care!" ϻƴȥƴȺȠƳƛ
"In order to unveil the beast, one must inflict their own inner pain upon another." ϻƴȥƴȺȠƳƛ
"He shed one tear as he gazed into his mother’s eyes. He did not see her torment, her twisted soul enslaved by the ferocious demon, only that acknowledgement for her only son’s TzeZet. Then the beast impaled him with his daggered fangs, and drank in his blood, sending it through his burning flesh. The boy fell limp and he opened his eyes to see the SulSu, all the glory of the Sul, while the Ven pirouetted above. At that moment, he was ready to meet his maker. But then the demon placed his blood-dripping neck at the boy’s mouth demanding him to drink! He saw epics of death and destruction of the vilest nature. He heard cries of children being burned, screams of the females, young and old, being raped and murdered, and the men bowing to his feet, sacrificing themselves in his name. He felt as if he were drowning and his breath he could not catch. Every inch of his body burned. He felt Nru TzeZet’s blood pulsating through his veins and myriads and myriads of the innocent screamed their cries into his ears. He tasted their sweetness and he desired more. His hunger now became a ravenous thirst that he felt would never be quenched." ϻƴȥƴȺȠƳƛ
"Such moments should be treasured, for a gem as rare as you illuminates more brilliantly when embraced by love." ϻƴȥƴȺȠƳƛ
"Sometimes your whole life boils down to one insane move." Jake Sully's character in Avatar
Synchronized energy entanglements, that synthesize syngeneic randomness
Waves wandering through wearied thoughts working wizardry upon the keyboard
Ever since the Synchronization-ishness could be completed of Utter Randomly
Combined together with the shockwave of energy
Becoming healthy energetic entanglement memories passing into centuries
Breaking relativity with a rubber bands synthetic elasticity
Mind-Blowing enlightment cascading through time and space, equalizing eternity
It's not about what is, but what isn't
a full bowl must be emptied. an empy bowl must be filled. Bwret Brawr..
For in the face of universal truth, at the nexus of the void, our absolution lingers dormant in wait for our cognitive presence to enlighten the path to harmonic bliss
As visual catastrophics entangle the mind, we can only be awe-inspired by the breadth of beauty and pure serenity
Chasing the silent muse to uncover the apocalypse of the mind
Under six feet of ash, a raidoactive heart beats starting the new era of the undead prodigy.
Let your corpse rot. Only to give what you've taken.
Welcome to this world.
It can take you into a hallucinated effect and has the ability to transform your state of mind in many ways possible; it is addictive.