I have come to a corner of the universe where the balance has shifted insanely toward the light.  Its like being inside a star.  There is no darkness whatsoever.  Darkness has no place here.   There is a being here that is emitting this near infinite light.  At the center of this galaxy sized mass of light he shines and burns away darkness.  My armor begins to absorb this near infinite light.  My power levels reach a level beyond thought.  I want to be part of this light. Vanquish all darkness.  I close my eyes and feel the light course through my soul and aura.  This light however is not pure.  It is made out of love, revenge, and hate.   Its intentions are good.  But the ramifications could be catastrophic.   It wants to rid the universe of all darkness.  Everything would become illuminated.  We would lose the night. We would lose our shadows.  There would be nothing but light as we would become a part of it and then one in and of itself.  Simply stated it would be the end.  I must stop him.  This being of light.   S-DIVERS

What separates one person from another? Why do we choose to hate each other? Because you like to wear red and I choose to wear blue, what does one thing have to do with another. Our differences are what makes us unique, yet we are all humans beneath our skin. When we look beyond our superficial beliefs, we find that we are not so different. So what makes us want to fight? What makes us have to ****? What are the dividing lines that cause us to be separated from each other still?

The static ringing in my ears,
Reminding me that I wasn't torn apart,
Like an animal, I ravaged my own heart,
Torn it to bits like a lion with it's prey,
Divide up the remnants,
And cast them into the wind....
Hoping to feed the other hungry hearts like mine,
But the pieces were left to rot.

I feel ironic
I want to be a free thinker
But I believe in order
Anarchy is the same as fascism
I feel fear
I want to be an activist
But I don't want to lose my job
Protest doesn't pay the bills
I feel agnostic
I don't know how to believe
But I pray everyday
God is something I can't question
I feel love
I want it so badly
But though I know how to be alone
I hope it forces itself on me

I usually accept things
The way that I find them.
I get some bad hands
But I really don’t mind them.
You loved me yesterday
Bored with me today.
Sometimes I wish we could
Do this affair another way.

Up and down, then in and out;
That’s what you and I are all about.
Here today, gone this afternoon;
That’s the name of your crazy tune.

Love me or hate me
Choose what you want.
This flippy-flooppy love
Is just a wasteful taunt.
I think I must be using
The incorrect terminology.
Love doesn’t fit with
Your current methodology.

Up and down, then in and out;
That’s what you and I are all about.
Here today, gone this afternoon;
That’s the name of your crazy tune.

I think it is me who has
Mistaken lust for affection.
It might be time for me
To go another direction.
I will miss some of your
Intimate bedroom frolic,
But this kind of relationship
Seems very much alcoholic.

Up and down, then in and out;
That’s what you and I are all about.
Here today, gone this afternoon;
That’s the name of your crazy tune.

What do you dream of when you close your eyes
What do you truly dream of when you take off your disguise

What is it that makes your heart quicken
What is it that will make your blood thicken

What gets you moving and going on you way
What helps you to survive another day



What do you do when all your dreams have died
What do you do when they no longer dance before your eyes

What can you do when there's no thoughts when you sleep
What can you do when the hole it left is to steep

If all your dreams die what motivates you then
If all your dreams end how do you get up time and again

Are all dreams ment to die
Are they ment to dissolve into the sky

let go of the things not meant for you,
but hold on tightly to the things that are.
allow yourself to feel the pain when your heart biffs it,
but don’t let the pain hinder your growth.
you are an open wound.

the rain will sting.
but the blood will always wash away.