The perfect moment.
Posted 11 years agoStanding on a big rock at the edge of a field, over looking it. Behind me a dense forest.
To the left, the forest slowly engulfs the fields, hiding the very horizon from view.
To the right, not far away, a warm beach spreading out far, beyond it, the ocean.
A small cool breeze gently caresses through the the leafs and branches of the trees,
making the grass and flowers dance oh so gently, beckoning me to join them.
The grass and flowers are so soft, it would feel like walking on soft clouds.
The sun stands high on the sky, making the need for clothing completely unnecessary.
Only a few clouds rests high in the sky,
overlooking the land with their white grace to the pearl blue background.
The sound of birds joyfully chirping, flying around, praising the day.
A small rustle in the undergrowth behind me,
perhaps a rabbit hiding from me, or a bird hunting for berries and worms.
In the distance, along the edge of the forest, a small flock of deer stands stall.
Their eyes and ears peaks in curiosity as to what and whom I am.
Out on the ocean, a little dot can be seen, possibly a boat.
Around my ankle, a hand is holding. It's my love, staring up at me with a smile.
Possibly wondering what other silly things I may go about doing.
At the feet of my love, a large basket, a thick blanket.
All those things, that is my perfect moment. A moment that cannot be ruined.
At such a moment, is when I would be most tranquil, be most at ease.
No worries, just joy, just... bliss.
-Pi Jamis King
To the left, the forest slowly engulfs the fields, hiding the very horizon from view.
To the right, not far away, a warm beach spreading out far, beyond it, the ocean.
A small cool breeze gently caresses through the the leafs and branches of the trees,
making the grass and flowers dance oh so gently, beckoning me to join them.
The grass and flowers are so soft, it would feel like walking on soft clouds.
The sun stands high on the sky, making the need for clothing completely unnecessary.
Only a few clouds rests high in the sky,
overlooking the land with their white grace to the pearl blue background.
The sound of birds joyfully chirping, flying around, praising the day.
A small rustle in the undergrowth behind me,
perhaps a rabbit hiding from me, or a bird hunting for berries and worms.
In the distance, along the edge of the forest, a small flock of deer stands stall.
Their eyes and ears peaks in curiosity as to what and whom I am.
Out on the ocean, a little dot can be seen, possibly a boat.
Around my ankle, a hand is holding. It's my love, staring up at me with a smile.
Possibly wondering what other silly things I may go about doing.
At the feet of my love, a large basket, a thick blanket.
All those things, that is my perfect moment. A moment that cannot be ruined.
At such a moment, is when I would be most tranquil, be most at ease.
No worries, just joy, just... bliss.
-Pi Jamis King
My life described in a metaphor.
Posted 13 years agoI open my eyes, my guts hurt in pain, the sun rises over the field of rotten and newly slain mortals, their blood paints the ground so red, that the crimson color are reflected into the sky, shining upon the clouds, painting them red. My Guts hanging out from the cut which insanity struck my body, as it walks of to strike more, i hold my hands to the fatal wound, holding in my guts, trying to stay awake. I notice the suns rays shining through the clouds, causing he red light in the clouds to further bounce off and color a near by forest red. My sanity, my guts, both the same, struggles to keep together, struggles to keep me awake. But alas, For all those i have murdered, for all those that came before me. I was blinded, and i fought friend and foe. i fought life, and i would have conquered it, if it wasn't for the strike of insanity. I fear only sanity, i fear the loss of my mind, i fear -- nothing! i whisper in the wind, cursing the moment i was born to a world without reason or logic. cursing the moment i realized how the world ticks. I'm no more then a dropped broken mask without a stage. I'm the mask that has been worn upon my face, never crying, never feeling, never smiling. Just existing without it's wearer. Alone. And soon.. Lost to it's own crazy imagined world. I am called Hallow smile for it is what i am.
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The above is my whole life, where i have ended, and where i may end up.
For those of you whom don't understand this, please just leave, i did not tell you to read this in the first place.
Those whom understand what i means to slowly lose sanity in such a way that you can actually see it happen before your eyes, i would salute you, but that would only cause my guts to call out :P
But seriously, this is not just text, this is emotions, and feelings written into text... written in the best way i can describe them at the present time
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The above is my whole life, where i have ended, and where i may end up.
For those of you whom don't understand this, please just leave, i did not tell you to read this in the first place.
Those whom understand what i means to slowly lose sanity in such a way that you can actually see it happen before your eyes, i would salute you, but that would only cause my guts to call out :P
But seriously, this is not just text, this is emotions, and feelings written into text... written in the best way i can describe them at the present time
Somewhere, lost and yet found
Posted 15 years agoI went somewhere, got lost, and now i'm back, but then i got lost, then found, then lost again, and then i found myself just to lose myself because i found myself lost... i'm confused as to weather i'm lost, or found, maybe i'm neither,
maybe i'm just wasting my time to fill this out for no real reason O_O
even more so, why the heck are you reading this? bah, no matter, we all do crazy things, i wrote all this... for no reason... it was fun... while it lasted, but now... i guess ill just call the last thing of all this text: The end (for now)
maybe i'm just wasting my time to fill this out for no real reason O_O
even more so, why the heck are you reading this? bah, no matter, we all do crazy things, i wrote all this... for no reason... it was fun... while it lasted, but now... i guess ill just call the last thing of all this text: The end (for now)