Here's something I adapted from free writing I wrote this morning with my morning coffee.
Image and video credits:
First image in the video is from here
Inkwell picture is from here
Flame stock footage is from here
Here are the words I wrote this morning:
THE INK FALLS ONTO THE PAGE
A DEEP STAIN SEEPING INTO THE LONELY DARKNESS OF 'THE NOW'
WE FALL WITH THE INK
HOPING - A REVOLUTION
FOREVER FALLING
FOREVER HOPING
DRAMA BEFOLDS US
TIME TAKES US OVER
OXYGEN CLAIMS OUR FLESH
AND WE KEEL OVER AND DIE
A MAN THAT LIVES WITH HOPE
WITH SELF-BELIEF
IS A BLIND MAN
THAT HOPE IS DEAD
THAT SELF DELUSION IS DEAD
BUT THIS MAN HAS A LOTTERY TICKET
A SINGLE, INALIENABLE CHANCE
TO BE HAPPY
AND WHO ARE WE TO DENY HIM HIS CHANCE AT HAPPINESS?
PRANCING AROUND THE STREETS, CHEST RAISED HIGH AND MIGHTY
PRETENDING TO OWN THE WORLD
AN INTERNAL SATURNALIA AT WILL
A REBELLION AGAINST THE BETTER KNOWN SELF
DEPENDENT ON SUBSTANCE AND SUBSTANCE ABUSE
A SINGLE PERSON ON THE ROAD TO PROVERBIAL HELL
DRAGGING HIS FEET ON THE PAVEMENT OF FATE
AN ENDLESS ROAD TO NOWHERE
HOPE IS A DELUSION
I SCREAM AT HIM
FROM THE TOWER, FROM THE HILLTOP
HE FEIGNS TO LISTEN AND MARCHES
ALL THE MORE STRONGER IN DEFENCE
HOPING AND HOPING ALL THE MORE STRONGER
THE BLOOD INVADES THE VESICLES IN HIS MUSCLES
CHEMICALS INVADE HIS BRAIN
HE'S 27 AND IS RIDING HIGH ON THE WINGS OF LIFE
WHO AM I TO PUT MY SENSE INTO HIS FODDER?
NATURE EVEN APPEARS TO SUPPORT HIM IN HIS CATHARTIC CADENCE
INTO THE WHITEST, BRIGHTEST OF LIGHTS
IRONICALLY A DARKNESS OF THE GRANDEST PROPORTIONS
I CONSOLE HIM
HE IGNORES ME
BUT I KNOW HIS FUTURE AGE RIDDEN SYSTEM IS LISTENING
FIND ONLY THE LIGHT WITHIN
LEARN TO TURN IT ON AND OFF AT WILL
PROTECT YOUR HOPE WITH A FORTRESS
A SECRET FOREST HIDDEN WITHIN
FIND AND SHARE WITH ONLY THOSE OF THE PUREST INTENT
COMPROMISE THIS SACRED CHAMBER'S SECRETS WITH NO APPARENT PARALLEL INSURGENTS
TRUST NO ONE EASILY WITH THE KEYS
TO THIS SECRET SACRED, BEAUTIFUL PLACE
YOUR DREAM LADEN ROAD IS DESTINED OFF A CLIFF
KNOW DARKNESS INTELLIGENTLY
BE THE DARKNESS WHEN NECESSARY
AND WHEN ALL THE WOOL IS PULLED AWAY
EYES THAT SEE KNOW DISCERNING LIGHT AND DARK IS NOT A SIMPLE EXERCISE
AS HAS BEEN PRESUMED
ON ACCESS TO LIFE
I'M IGNORED IN A HUFF
AND A PUFF OF SMOKE IS LEFT IN THE WAKE OF HIS HASTY STEP
I KNOW HIS FUTURE SELF WILL REMEMBER AND LISTEN
SIMILAR WORDS ONCE UTTERED TO ME BECAME A GRIEVOUS INFECTION
IN MY IMPENETRABLE
FLOWING, FLOODING
CLOAK OF LIGHT
HE WILL EVENTUALLY ASK HIMSELF THE QUESTION,
IF LIGHT CAN BE OBSCURED
IS IT REALLY LIGHT?`
Have an awesome day!
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