

CloudsOne day I looked into the sky. I asked the Clouds, "Where will you fly?" The Clouds looked at me and as they came down low. They answered me, "Wherever the wind may blow."Clouds
Puzzled I asked "You do not choose?" And the Clouds laughed and said, "What would we do?" Excited I started to name all the place I'd seen, All the wonderful places in my mother's magazines.
The Clouds chuckled, amused at my words. Then they said, "All those places, we've visited before!" More perplexed I exclaimed to them, "How?!" "Its simple", said the Clouds, "The wind carries us all around.


Riddle me this, riddle me thatForever waking, Forever sleeping, Ever light, and ever dark.Riddle me this, riddle me that
Emitting light, Yet creating darkness, Giving life, And taking it.
Provider of warmth, And bringer of cold, Touching all, But never connecting.
Giver of its all, But reciever of nothing, Burning brightly, Yet it is not fire.
What is it?


Prelude... Space...reality...time...all are just mere illusions. They can all be bent, not broken, but bent to your will. Space, holes can be ripped in it. Black holes are such entities. Reality? Reality is what you perceive through your senses. Senses can be fooled, simulations can become real, sleep becomes waking, nightmares become life. Time, time is relative and always passes. A never ending cycling of burning up fuel, seconds, minutes, hours, days, years, scores, millenia. All are acceptable for the firery maw of time. Yet time can also be ripped through, altered, destroyed. That is what I have done, I have rippPrelude...


What if...What if I told you, that you were born for greatness....What if...
What if I told you that we would embark on a journey that would change us forever? One that would take us to the farthest corners of the Galaxy. Beyond the edges of real-time space, beyond the fabric of this time. Travelling into the unknown. In this journey we would fight an enemy to the brinks of our own destruction, for vengance's sake, for mission's sake, for Humanity's sake. We will be some of the last of our kind. We will chase our quarrey until they are destroyed and we obtain the means to make things right again.
What if I told you t


To be ignored...To be ignored..... Oh how I hate it. I walk up to a friend, expecting friendliness; which is in the name "friend", But when they turn I see hate and anger.To be ignored...
The anger draws me in and traps me. 'I have done no wrong' my own voice reverberates in my mind, The reflection in their eyes says what they mean...
'It doesnt matter, Your here, Im angry, Your my target.... Oh and I wont talk to you much anymore.'
I try to please everyone....
Not only isnt that enough, but when I do it... Its like "Oh yeah thanks." and they they turn to a better "Friend" and conti


SkeletonsSkeletons in the back of my mind Go screw there heads the right way I say Trying to not seem so blindSkeletons
With my back to the wall, standing tall Everything is all right, Okay?
Faking it to try and make it Through this part in my life Overlooking all the strife
And moving foreword with fast steps Running away from the darkest depths
Outside Im strong and full of dreams Inside Im falling apart by the seams
Faking it the best facades Ive got
But inside I know Im seconds from being spot From someone whose actually looking ins
Optimal Mouse
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Once more I implore thee,
Where is,
My thingee?
"Life, its an verticle climb up a mountain with a large weighted bag always pulling you down. But if you manage to get to the top, the veiw is fantastic." - Chris Halberg
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Once more I implore thee,
Where is,
My thingee?
"Life, its an verticle climb up a mountain with a large weighted bag always pulling you down. But if you manage to get to the top, the veiw is fantastic." - Chris Halberg
:Heart:
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Once more I implore thee,
Where is,
My thingee?
"Life, its an verticle climb up a mountain with a large weighted bag always pulling you down. But if you manage to get to the top, the veiw is fantastic." - Chris Halberg
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Lexaeus: I have a theory about this 'emo'.
Zexion: What is it?
Lexaeus: E stand for evil, M stands for manipulative, and O stands for ominous.
Zexion: Then that means I am extremely emo.
Lexaeus: Indeed you are, Zexion.
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