I hold my tongue, so as not to crush them all. They break so easily, I take the stride of a bull in a china shop so naturally.. Let go, hold back, let go, hold back, let go? Let go, throw it all further down the hole, memory in tow; sold the old one - spent the money on the world to dissect, some arrows and a bow, a divine crime or two - now I'm saving up for a new soul.. or something greater that could possibly make me feel whole. Do you remember leaping through the gate in the forest? The brambles were like a chinese fingertrap. All became clear.. Relax, and all obstacles disappear.
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Great grandpa Ross was an Amish horse thief.I think spirit, not proficiency, makes a band..My passions often get me into trouble. By graces I scarcely understand, I take many a risk, and have a tendency to do things others wish they could, and am often hated by them for such strange gifts, but I will not hate those sad souls in return. I have only love for them. I will cheer on their successes, but I will not let their hatred hinder me. I will stand on a platform, and I will raise a microphone, and profess the truth loudly as I know it to be, until every breath of my life has been expended.................................................... .....Empty holes in my chest, my actions sold to the test.. I watch the prize slip down my fingertips, but it's just a bit of cat and mouse, right? Don't look away.. I'm skating the brim, now, watch me slice right through.. I saw the fretful doubts for what they were, and newly fashioned chaos then ensues.. My world is a race and a quest and a burning in my chest, as I watch the ones I love from afar, as I lay sleepless and go forth without hesitation, as I never seem to impress those I look up to quite like I'd wished I could.. always I wait with ferocity and longing for the next roundabout, though some may say these passions are the undoing of any lasting peace, they've won me everything I've ever hoped to come close to loving.. Do you hear me? Nothing in life is set.. No doctrine holds a trueblood promise for all.. What they called a god is a voice within, a voice personal to each individual. It is your own voice, to fashion as you choose.. There are no limits to our surroundings, other than the ones we accept as truth.. Accept no fearful truths, and you will become fearless.
Reality is for beginners. Begin at the beginning and you will end up forever trying to end at the end. Sometimes people mistake run-on sentences for deep statements. I was born and raised in the backwoods of Tennessee. I killed a bear when I was only three. I love making music more than anything else in the world, but I think it's safe to say that making mistakes is my forte. I love geeks and freaks. I love people who can't spell, swim, or ride bicycles. I love people who don't make the grade. Fuck the grade. Brain cells make you arrogant, and so does beauty. Take your shortcomings as a blessing. Vocabulary is a tool oftentimes used to hide the weak hearts of those too afraid to fight physically. I'll fight you if you disturb my world or hurt those I love. I love people who don't pay attention to the rules. The rules get really heavy sometimes. Those who pay fine attention to the minor details of the cut of this year's fabric and judge those who don't as lesser beings have a few things to learn about being cool. I don't eat cows, pigs, or chickens. I think Peta is full of total badasses. I also think people should eat whatever they want. It's okay to eat fish, because they don't have any feelings. There's something in the way. Lots of things, really.