 Friends         | ask about me, im creative. Im a hard person to pin point. But im me, and i only change for myself. I do the best i can, and try to stay on a benevolent path.  Chriswolf: its been a while. 11 years ago • Report • Link 0 Chriswolf: I love the smell of the trees, i love the dirt beneath my feet, this overwhelming sense of more staring at the forest floor. I love the feel of moss, its views so wide far across. vivid streaks shades of green the rain drops crystallize a gleam. oaken arms extend their reach to the clouded sky the stars we beseech. To the highest peaks of powdered snow its ghostly silhouette gives an earthly glow. Feed my soul and set me free, give me clarity of sight to see. Chriswolf: i sat on a hill over looking the valley, from each crevice i saw oaken walls spanning the hardened peaks. This maze of wood and rock forge the land, even the most heartless of souls are powerless to its wonders. Chriswolf: feel this weight, carried like the stones of Giza. Over a mighty plain, into the subconscious mind of the insane. a division of zero in my head, resurfacing feelings of dread. Like a carnival ride it spins so fast, repeating pictures of the past. The pace within speeds, debating choices over needs. So lock away the pain, reflecting on blame, keeping moving to the next day. Chriswolf: you want to know the meaning of life? Finding purpose, and fulfilling it. you want to know what you do in the next? the same thing. why do people reincarnate? because a soul always has a purpose. and if that need is not met. that soul will feel empty and hopeless. with purpose, creates life. with life creates creation. creation creates destruction, destruction creates renewal. |
