Nothing

Nothing.


We shall rise from nothing.

And to the heavens,
We will struggle to reach.

With everyday we grow greater,
For each moment is a monument,
To the very end of our age.

Let thy epitaph tell all.

From the greatest,
To the very worst,
All of it is your life.

Our struggle comes to an end,
Let loose the mortal coil.

To nothing we all return.

Oh people.

People are, without any doubt, one of the most amazing things we will encounter in our lives. They are easily, also the most terrible. The people I have met have shaped my world. Both in ways that I can look back on and appreciate, and also in many ways I can look back on and understand that there was something to be learned. I am not like many people, and I am sure there are many that are not so different. It is everything that shapes us into the individuals that we are, from the people we interact with to the environment that surrounds us. Always changing, from this day to the next. People are hardly static.

Though I am sure there are arguments against such a claim, I will not believe them. The world we live in, is essentially just a rock hurtling though space at amazing velocities. But on this rock, for each and every single one of us, is our own world. I can only see the world through my senses, and mine alone. The things I experience will not be the same for anyone else. No matter how close our lives are.

It's an interesting concept to me. I have always wondered if the blue I see, is actually the blue another sees. And I don't mean in reference to color blindness or even blindness in any sense. Simply that, the things I am exposed to, how can I ever truly convey my world that it will be understood fully. There are certainly things about other people I will not understand. And I am not talking about women in general. That's a different bag of cookies altogether. But on the same tone, men are hardly any different. There is however, a common reason for it.

Again, The worlds we live in. The world we need not share with anyone, should we choose it. These are the worlds where things are in fact, important. And other things are not even worth the time to think about. So as a result, we have individual wants, and needs. These are our hopes and dreams, our nightmares and horrors. The things we will defend with our lives and the things we will fight to have. The zealots and the passive, we are the people of the world, and this is the rock we exist on.

I understand and accept, that there will always be things that I cannot accept, or understand. That my world is not -the- world, but it will always be mine. I am the protagonist of this story, and everyone else is a supporting character. But not you, You are the protagonist and I am but a supporting character. All of these interconnected lives, on the same path towards the tomorrow we will all live differently. There is no wrong way to do so, but there is also no right way.

We will judge, and we will hate others for their choices, go out of our way to crush the hopes and dreams of people we do not even know. We will also stop and help those that need it. Bring them up from the dirt and dust them off, and send them back into the world standing tall. We are amazing, and we are terrible.

And here I am, passing words off as poetry. But what do you see in the words I wonder?

As a Lion

As a Lion

As the black crawls among the land,
The land becomes something less,
But also something much more.

The unknown rises for all to see,
Resting upon the path ahead,
Uncertainty thrives anew.

Our world that fades from sight,
And the world before you now,
Divided by you alone.

As so the black grows deeper,
So too will the first light be brighter,
Gather the courage.

Challenge the night,
Set forth into the unknown,
And let nothing stand in your way.

Through the Storm

Through the Storm
For the people we encounter on our journey

Taking to the sky upon wings of freedom,
Adrift with worriless minds.
Freedom follows me eternal,
Guided only by the winds behind me.

Taking flight over vast distances,
Laying sight upon things unknown.
Expanding greatly the sphere of my existence,
Insignificance of my own means nothing.

Taking into a tempest,
My flight becomes chaotic though on course.
This path I've chosen from among the winds,
No simple windstorm may divert me.

Glancing suddenly into the eye of it all,
I find myself awe'd by what lay before I.
Here I still find that my wings are unrestricted,
But Unwanted I shall throw myself upon the gale again.

Braving the fierce winds of its existence,
Fighting only as much as need be.
Drifting lazily upon the gusts,
Wishing to simply let things be as they should.

While I am now free of the storm,
It was my choice to enter into the encounter.
Its calm invitation had not gone unanswered,
The call had been filled.

I regret nothing,
The storm mighty and blowing behind myself.
I hope simply that I have left even the slightest of marks upon it.
And with the same hope, I venture forward into the unknown before me.

Open my wings to the future,
My freedom just behind me.
Strength granted from the storms.
Tomorrow will soon be today,

Calm skies embrace my form,
Dreams flitting about the zephyr.
Memories of storm and of calm.
I am keen to the future before my ambitions.

Into the Night

Into the Night - for which we will wander for the ages.

And so as the last star falls,
Darkness comes to chain me.
I cannot change the steps already taken,
Silence consumes the world.
And still action has escaped me.

The world falls into ruin.
All that would have meaning,
Slowly fades to black.
But I must journey on.

It is her end though.
That last star to fall,
Shattering all the hope reserved.

The path crumbles underfoot.
And I fall to my knees.

Rage consumes eternity.

The first to fall before me,
Are those that took her from me.

And with their ending,
Resistance builds against my fury.
Only to see it grow all the more extreme.

Those worthy of it,
Will not be spared of my malevolence.
Each will be torn asunder.
The world shall know of my wrath.


With a terrible legacy in tow,
I will rise into the dark night.
Forge my fury into the heart of a new star.
And cast my light out into the beyond.
So that none must fall to the same fate.