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Nobody Want's to Read This Shit but There you Go!!!My name is Alvin Dale,But ya Can Call me KAPRE.My likes are thought to be known, my dislikes remain anonymous.Everything I feel at the moment is a prelude, only a keyhole for the door I will one day open.Many passionate roses lead to thorns. A rose without a head is not passion; it's a razor blade. Beware the walking stem, my ladies.Some people have the light. Other people have the darkness. Some people wind up between, bearing witness to and becoming victimized by the insanities of both ends.Silence is said to be golden, but silver describes the metal slab placed over my lips.Can't you walk away, into a better place? Can't you stand still and await? Can't you lean around the corner and see me against the wall, watching a sky where clouds have turned blue? Could I even turn my head to see you if you did? noThe transformation of beauty from mind/soul to physical form is like decay. Who will write its eulogy is still up for debate while the decay continues.Seek the feeling of walking on water, watching those blue clouds revolve as the sunset occurs, and wind blows through your hair. You look so damn cool.If you walk around avoiding eggshells long enough, you begin to wonder which of them never had yolks.We all want supernatural powers: flames in our hands, unquestionable control, wings to take flight into those blue clouds. What we don't want are the outcomes: burnt attire from those flames, mutiny, and wings melted by the sun. Be content to just walk on the grass that grows between those highs and lows, and occasionally tread the water. Take flight in secrecy only when the sun goes down.Someday the pillars will fall and turn into a stone walkway. Which direction they crumble and where the new sidewalk leads are up to us.