when everything seems to not matter anymore

it's the right time to let go

when all that has happen seemed to be nothing but memories

it's the right time to move on

when all is well and done

it is time to leave

but

there's that someone

that makes things just a lil hard

that one person

that makes leaving hard

deep inside it hurts

like a cut from a rose

to put on a smile

is all that can be done

peace fills the mind
a good year it was

today be the day of Rocko's
wish i could give u much more

everyone has rainy days

some are lucky to have people with them

most people exist, very few people live

we live

in a world where everyone contradicts themselves

in a world that the truth you say now is nothing but words after a minute

in a world where people are just plain ignorant and snubs

in a world where there is no value or substance in promises

most of the time,

we die

before amends can be made

not knowing the truth

with fear and regret

no knowing the true meaning of life

and existence..

Get up,

for the shackles that binds you have been released

Run

Run like the wind

Feel the sun with a free mind

Breathe the burdenless air

Look back for a moment

Take a sigh of relief

But regret not

For today be the day

that you run as far as your eyes can see

No longer a binded Guardian

but a Free Spirit

let's just say you're stuck in a desk job

what next?

You stay stuck?

or you try to break free?

what if you love desk jobs?

you stay in your comfort zone?

or you venture out to try sometime 'unsafe'?

butterfilogy..

"butterfly---> flower ---> garden ---> big bad world
new butterfly --> lost -->"

remind it

earth cries out
some heed the call
the rest ignores
to what extend will humans continue to search for wealth
by destroying the very treasure that we already own
how long can the guardians stand
how long before they themselves fall
do you not hear the cries of the forest
do you not feel the sadness that surrounds you

ever had the wind blow thru your hair with ur eyes close? listening to the wind of what news it brings from wherever it came from. the clamness it brings..
then ur floating..

next stop.. cliff diving..

Relations (Apollo had to break 'em)
Creation (It's a gift, a blessing)
Incarceration (What keeps you down)
Determination (What gets you out)
Equation (When they said you could make it)
Humiliation (What you feel when they say it)
Reincarnation (N-A-V)
Situation (Why we've got to sing)
Elation (So many in need)
Identification (Gives you the right to shoot)
Retaliation (What would it do)
Education (Gives you the right to do)
Inspiration (What pulls you through)
No substitution (No substitute)
Non-inclusion (Just got to bust through)
Drug infusion (For the chosen few)
Mass confusion (When they say that they died for you)
Delusion (Say that the dreams don't come true)
Solution (It can take a hold of you)
Conclusion
Inspiration (Is what pulls you through)

You don't even have to wait