Why does society dictate what we as humans must act and look like. For society has become an illusion of distrust. For the mirrors still lie as we gaze upon them. Humanity lies when we live among them.
Yet the night is my escape for what little time i have in life besides the everyday mundane job i find my quality time in the nights everlasting embrace. I need more me time to do things i enjoy and miss. Much like the time here which i miss. Except the drama of society which much of the youth embrace.
Has anyone talked with occult ranger or neowise. Let me know please
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Have not talked to him since around April 5th, he hasn't been in coven. Just checking on him
So long has this cruel society deprived me of the life I thought I should have had, it seems that I struggled more than the average human and yet I hold no ill effects on the way my life has become. My brain is always daydreaming on the life I wish to feel, yet I ponder is reality just the dream.
What no coven or house that’s active. Sorry so bored. Find something else that has some life or be by myself I do not care. I am me a lone wolf.
Letting go of the pasts tragedies and moving on makes us stronger than what we believe, for in life choices or mishaps do happen and we cannot always seem to prevent or stop the rolling of its thunderous cloud, yet as humans we accept the engulfing hate or move on to clearer skies. for if we choose hate; every minute of our life is consumed on that illogical feeling. But moving on we no longer are tied to its selfish emotion and turmoil.
Past is the past, it concerns no one except historians and scientist. For the fear and feelings no longer cling to our mortal shell, we have experienced that moment and now it only shudders in the clouds of our minds. Move forward to a world of unknown for the path we choose give us many doors that open to something new or frightful. yet learning from the past we go ahead into the future with the knowledge to defeat the problem and make it better.
Memories of youth twisted and feared come into play a lot, the ghosts of the past seem to filter in my mind and the locks on the big wooden doors do not seem to hold back these demons. Yet I do not know how long I can I hold them in ,
I write puzzles on pages that hint to the clues, yet to unleash the demons means the past could not fill the pages of any book known. These demons housed for so long I thought they would vanish from my mind. The deaths I have seen, the stories of pain and hurt, yet they haunt me to write on the pages of this time.
Spin your lies like a spider does a web. Hate from false people in life. False lies are words that will Hurt and destroy a hearts illusion to get what they want not to need, yet those free of thought seem to see thru the veil of blackness that surrounds you and the misconception of the lie's society spews.
Follow your own dreams and the path that enlighten your dusty path of life. Close out the words that lie and try to get you to veer to a side you wish not to travel for it leads to nowhere and stale ticks of the clock. We are not robots, we all are different in every aspect of life from, thoughts, beliefs and dreams. follow your own path a desire, stray away from the lies of the spider's web for death is the end of all life.
A day of play for all the tricksters that have waited all year for their day. In a world that is a circus at times or a tick of the clock of lost hope. We all need to laugh at ourselves or others. Not out of spite or hate but the laughter of a good joke or prank from a friend.
A laughter that makes worries disapate, and bring warmth to your soul. Enjoy the day, laugh, smile and have fun with friends. Put away the hate and give hope to the world that their is still a smile on the robots on cement streets of a dying civilization.
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