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When we think; sleep, eat, and recreate children in our shitty after images, what is there to life? Do we live so we can leave something behind? How we live our lives matter so that people that care would listen and follow them so they can change? And what does it mean to be "Human"? Whatever they mean, it takes a fool to say them all without ever knowing what the balance of life and death is really about! From what I know about this balance from the last 17 years is that life is painful and death is bitter. Even now, I sit back and watch as my world is tored out my hands and forced to burn in the filthy light that which is mankind. I always believe that space, the home away from my heart, would be my savior in the future but now that is gone along with the bliss of youth of children's smiles as I saw before. It pains me to watch kids forcing to grow up instead of sitting down by the trees as they inhale the relaxing air of summer.
I wish (Oh how I wish!) That the blades of time could convert to my will so I can undo the mistakes of others. But I gave up on that thinking and became better then them! Does it shame me that I think more different then my family does? Why would it? I bet this would make them proud! Our world is losing the spark of new ideas, the flow of mankind's thoughts are fading into one simple idea: To inflict pain to all things that move. I write today to showcase my pains, My hardships, and hope one day that I could change everything. Until then, I must do things that will insure my child's mind and dream will live past my bones and flesh. For now I am weak to stop this attack upon my family, I am drawn to tears by this all. Instead of rising weapons, drawing lines, cursing the other party I am alone in a corner near tears pushing myself into my own little universe hoping that the walls of my false hope would not fall. Does one understand true despair after losing his true love? Does one understand true rage after forcing himself from that pity former self to become a better person? Does one understand how to be a god and help those he promised to help? Does one understand how to be a swordsman that can slice those silent dark thoughts with the ease of wind? Does one understand how to bend all living matter to his whim and control them? Why give our selfs a false hood of what we want to be when all these bad things are always happing!? WHY CAN'T WE END THIS PAIN! Must I cry blood?! What must I do to help them all!? I now, lost of sleep because of this pain I bear across my heart, like forgotten shame and lost pride. As I write more, My fingers lose their heat and my body begins to shut down but my mind keeps scattering those thoughts of the future that I maybe force to live. A future of never ending war between others for reasons long forgotten only fueled by rage and that feeling you get when one's right just to feel like a king for only 2 minutes then going back to a dead end job wondering if it was the right thing to do. I write this not as Daniel Cortes, not as Linezax777 but as a person that is watching this pointless faulty battle of mindless insults and dumb assed talks. By the time anyone may read this I will be either sleeping, eating, watching t.v, bathing, playing games, or chasing skirts in towns just to feel a little spark of fire in my tore and worn-out soul. Hopefully, I may live where I used to live when I was still truly happy child. Seal myself inside, write epics of stories, Live in wonderful styles. Live old and fat. And finally die with a smile knowing that I wrote what was true not something that spat out someone's month hoping to coin out more cash before the rock that sin lives off blows up or something. Anyways, I want to relax with those dreams people. So incase I might not see you or never see you again then : Good day and I wish you the best in life. Because I dont believe in enemies only that the best way to make someone feel pain is though forgiveness. Forgiveness is the greatest feeling to one as its the greatest shameful act against another. It lifts one soul to the heavens. See you folks later, I got a universe to live in~