I used to be tinder,
Now, I burn it down.

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Playing with shadows, teasing reality
washing all my sorrows, confounding causality
repelling off the extremes, choosing continuity, maybe its fatality,
what can the living accompanish, in a land of zombies,
watch it pass by, a dead man and his fantasy.
Burning with Agony, there's a need to discover thee,
trying not to go astride, no one can deliver thee,
stillborn hyenas, masquerading all the light,
fauxed pathways, leaving me colorblind,
submilinal strikes, tossing you out of my mind,
withstanding all the hate and Aligning with fate,
I choose to stand tall, living up my faith.

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"And Who Are You?" The guard demanded.
The Knight replied "The by-product of the raging battle between memes and genes, an insignificant speck of existence, momentary master of this body, bound by the promise to serve the realm for life."

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Happiness is being yourself at all times,
A state without anxieties, when your need becomes your want,
Depression disappears, depth enters,
Unrealistic expectations begin to die,
Truth of your existence starts to shine.

Happiness is the ability to rejoice in one's own shadow,
Smiling at the face of pain and sorrow, when gratitude shatters the walls of ego,
Duality disappears, Kindness flowers,
Acceptance of vulnerability sheds your vanity,
You start to realize, the people in your life.

Happiness is an eternal paradox, its your innermost being, your very existence.

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Not the person who speaks in riddles,
Prefer moving in the groove of destiny's music that fiddles.
Fill the void in my soul with your symphony,
Make me feel more than alive with your company,
You make it rain, in the desert where I wander,
Seems like you're here, even though you're yonder,
Its comforting to know that you've got my back,
Together, we'll defend this castle, till the world goes black.

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Dancing between neurosis and psychosis,
Mind wants chaos and conformity,
With Evolution as its goal,
Life wants peace and diversity,
One seeks ideals, the other destroys,
Perfection is a paper flower,
Contentment is copyrighted,
An illusory battle, born of ignorance,
Knowledge ain't the answer, more like cancer,
Integrity at stake, action is all one could possibly take.

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When I was younger, I was more drawn by the action and was often tempted to imitate them.

Now that I've grown up, I'm attracted by the gimmicks (more than action) and still the desire to impersonate lingers around.

Just the way any art should be,
Pro Wrestling continues to entertain me.

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The stairway to heaven, a taste of bliss, lies in encapsulating the madness within, and expressing it through art/action. Create something and change the course of history, even if its fractional, for a moment, it counts. It proves that you have the power to control history, defines your existence, more than itself. Assert the Truth of your existence, claim your humanity.

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We must tolerate them, knowing well that whichever path we choose, tolerance awaits.

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It needn't be magnificent, sometimes the simplest of happenings trigger waves of chaos with widespread impact, a surgical strike on emotions, enabling the individual to make decisions concerning his well being which may involve closing a few doors.

But that is not all, tables turn, doors open, and man let's go off his new grudge at least partially, under the influence of something new, warping his view. Back to square one and here we go again..

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