My body forcefully took charge last night and especially today. I can't disregard the power with which it consumed itself, threatening an imminent demise that occupied my panicked thoughts. Luckily, the remedy remains true, would not leave me in such a tortured state. It gave me dreams and plied the beast. I will not soon forget these ravishing. Nor will I be ignorant of their purpose.
As glass slowly creeped back to sand,
And a dark shade excused itself from our land,
I began to see the world as it showed itself to me,
And immediately removed myself to an adventure at sea.
My days flew by like ungraspable dreams,
The actions that occupied me were hollow, it seems.
At the end of my journey, when little had ended,
I fell into company with a fellow who tended,
At times to romanticize his life,
Attiring the glory and demonizing strife.
By the moment we parted we had quite a time,
But this too must go, and I'd begun my next climb.
Staring into her heart, he was suddenly frightened, shocked by the clarity of his "vision". Such things were powerful for him, and they would affect his entire world in very profound ways. As he turned again to his drink, he was further amazed at how the vision remained prominent, and was acutely aware of her wishes - that he could return.
On Xmas of 1992 my brother gave me this journal made of recycled paper with a twig pencil. I eventually filled it up sporadically up to 1995. I dug it out, dusted it off, and started looking through it today, May 6th, 2013. I've decided to reproduce the posts online. It's raw and sure to be embarrassing, but I feel enough time has passed that I can distance myself, yet find a very familiar me within these lines and perhaps find the inspiration to take up the pen again..... Thanks, big Bro.
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