I awoke to a morning of such brief beauties,
How strange these new realities are,
I'm somewhat scared but would like to claim the euphoria,
On a daily basis I'm now leaving my own mind ajar.

It's a risk and I have been delving deeper by the day,
I never knew my own consciousness could be so foreign,
I've been introspecting since my youth but found new territory today,
There is a prospect that is positive or perhaps it is peril, when you cross the mind's old imperious margin.

I always played it safe,
but now I'm willing to risk losing everything
just to try to have something better,
you make me do this

©L.F.

dear reader,
will you please help me?

i am starving!

whoever you are
wherever you are
whenever you can:

feed me with money
don't you worry about ostensible risks for yourself your soul or your body:

rumors. spread by liars
who dare to call me a drug

truly, i'm starving for you.

sincerely
your favorite substance

"Bad dog! Sit "
They told me to stay down
on my old ****.
To be mediocre
and take commands.
Offered me a treat
if I obeyed
and conformed.
No! I will not conform
with such a small feat.
I'll fetch me self a real bone,
and then remold
my craft until I master
my skills.
Do not come at with that tone,
you could have not survived
the hood of stone-cold
predators I put down.
Proved them all wrong
and went home with a gold
collar that said:
"CEO of my own life."