What am I?

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What am I to you?

Label or passion? Label or contraption? Labeled or faced with dissatisfaction?

Am I a lover of the rain; or a Pluviophite?

Am I a lover of the storming skies; or a Ceraunophiliac?

Am I a lover of darkness; or a Nyctophiliac?

What do you see? What do you fear? What do you know? What labels suit you? 

Are titles as safe as the blanket that keeps you warm in bed?

Do categorization make you feel invincible from all evils and bullet proof?

Do pre-made cookies for society make the world go round in your eyes?

Well, I wish you the best of luck in life.

Only a few can go back from the mindset from their pasts to find the truth in the future. 


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Weekly Funnies- Mondays are not that bad!!!

88d2a82777a8e3ed53b3d957557055d5 I swear that Mondays are not as bad as you think!

Why don’t you grab some coffee, tea, or water and have a drink?

Don’t let Monday make your heart sink!

There’s lots of good things about Monday, all you have to do is think.

People might be grumpy, but it’s really not a big deal!

Wearing bright colors might help; including, yellow, green, magenta, orange, or teal.

In the morning it might help to stretch, squat, and kneel.

Regardless of how you may feel, Monday’s are good; it’s time to get real!

Feel better dear friend, there’s no place to go but up!


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“I’ll always envy you”, he said as his fingertips glided across the black water creating a ripple effect.

“I’ll always hate you,” she said as her fingertips glided across parallel to his ripple effect.

“And yet…” he began to say.

“And yet… ” she began to say.

“I’ll always wonder why we both have come together on this very day, love.” he said as he grabbed her hands and put them in his.

“I’ll always wonder why we have this complicated connection, my dear.” she said as she pulled herself into his arms.

“Even though I envy you, I still love you with all my heart love”, he said softly as he pulled her closer.

“Even though I hate you, my love and burning passion for you evaporates the darkness in my heart to a crisp”, she said as she whispered in his ear. The unbearable heat from the walls of flames only fueled their lust for one another. Both he and she used their fingertips to form a heart in the middle of the black lake which maintained its shape for a short while. 

The ground beneath their feet which was nothing but blackness grew colder as the walls towered over them. They slowly slid from the stone seat onto the cold ground where he pulls her closer to his chest. They kiss passionately, rolling tongues for hours on end as they move with each other flawlessly with grace. Every fiber of their being burned and tingled with pure ecstasy with every movement they made. 

Now the fire was within their movements more so than the fire in the walls. He pulled her from the cold ground and said,”Care for a dance, love?” His hollowed eyes stared into hers. 

A soft smile of rotted teeth grew upon her face as she said,”My pleasure.” He grabbed her hand and waltzed around the lake of blackness as a eerie melody started to play in the background. 

His ash covered skin matched ever so perfectly with her endless obsidian black hair. Her pale stitched flesh matched perfectly with her lover’s flowing snow white hair. His serrated smile complemented her rotting grin. His hollowed eye sockets matched her blood soaked eyes. 

Yes… they will dance on for an eternity… Adam and Eve…


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More Little Things

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Do you know what brings a smile to your face? What is it that makes you feel light warm fuzzies in your heart? Do these things bring you up when you feel lower than core of the earth? If you struggle to find the reasons, little or small to continue to press on, may I share with you a few things that might spark some light within your heart?

Warm morning sunlight on skin

The smell of rain

Chirping birds outside the window

A freshly made bed

Sleeping deeply into the afternoon

Freshly made homemade cookies

Watching the snow fall from the window

Long lasting hugs

Gentle kisses on the cheek, lips, or head

Gentle warm steam on skin from a hot shower

Warm linens fresh from the dryer

Ice cold water on a hot Summer’s day

Coming home from a long day of work or studies

So, if you just look for the little things such as these each and every day and you just might find your level of happiness increasing as time goes on. There is always something to live for.


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Soul Death Composition

Fallen_angelI have forgotten everything.

Existence itself has become ever so fickle to me.

What does this thing called existence mean?

I can’t remember anything beyond suffering.

My mind has forgotten what exists beyond the clouds.

Is there anything that exists beyond the clouds in my head?

I have forgotten what it was like to be me when I felt alive and whole.

I have been forgotten along with the many other broken souls who lie before me.

We have been left behind within the distant endless swirls of rusty grey dust and ash.

The composition of love is a complex concept for those who have sealed their hearts to avoid the cruel.

The formula of creating the death of a soul is the blackness from unforgiveness, hatred, and unrelenting malice.

Is there hope for the fallen? Is there hope for the broken? Is there hope for the lost? Is there hope for the lonely? Is there hope for the hated? Is there hope for the forgotten?

Yes.


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(NOTE: There is unity, comfort, and support that can be found by confiding in others. Don’t do this alone. You don’t have to do this alone. Help awaits no matter where you are in the world.)

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Thursday Morning Poem

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Wake up to your granted wish, love.

The wish of life, love, joy, and faith.

Restore the faith that we all need.

It is the dawn of a new day.

Each morning is a fresh canvas.

Awaiting to be filled with life.

Embrace the new day with color.

Shine your infinite light today.

Make a wish upon the new dawn.

Enjoy your day beautiful one.

-Alex

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Horror Topic Disclaimer

When it comes to self-expression, I don’t hold back. It doesn’t matter if its drawing, sculpting, painting, or writing. I will not ever hold the raw power that I have within my heart to thrust into my art back. Holding back is like trying to paint with a paintbrush with no paint. But, I will say this; the content I normally put out can be pretty explicit in nature. There are numerous topics I go over in my posts, some things can come across as offensive to others. However, I want to make it clear that I DO NOT condone any form of violence, theft, vandalism, assault, rape, molestation, murder, genocide, bullying, harassment, self-harm, hatred, or anything that would do any potential harm to others. I simply wanted to make a disclaimer that I do not support the things that I have underlined above, but that my content can often be explicit, dark, and or offensive in nature. 

I always put my all and love into everything that I do. I would never personally wish any harm against anyone. I truly hope that you do the same.

-Alex

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