Hello everyone. There is a weekendknocking on my door now. I want a weekend, a weekend filled withsleep. That’s what I want. I am a workaholic, I can work for 40 hoursstraight, with no food or sleep. Now I am tried… yeah, I am gettingold.
Not a lot going on inlife. I am planning for a trip to Kansas in the middle of the week.Dorothy here I come.
TheWillful Battle Against Fate.
Oh’ no, further and further the bottletoo rolled,
Nothing can intoxicate the mind more,
And stop it from knowing the loses,
O the rough edges of life grind himdown.
Through shallow short cuts he tried,
To bury the pain, lived in the depthsof mind,
Sometime wishes joined hands with thosepains,
And memories held them all in wedlock.
Parentless childhood and uncontrolledyouth,
O the good in life remained in himmummified,
As through the darkest paths throughlife he gained,
Intoxication no liquor or drugs cangive.
As for his life what season one cancompare,
Everyday went like a winter night,long,
Every night like a summer night, warm,
All that meant to blossom, died away atbudding.
Meaning he searched and found none,
Patterns he followed with futileeffort,
Always behind, always waited, alwaysfailed,
And success like mirages around himhaunted.
Still he gathered the will to live,
And for that he need no intoxication,
The belief in life in him so strongstayed,
And he fought his way against fate.
Though rhymes in life never existed,
Tough mind found rhyme with anotherdimension,
Then the mummified good shown him away,
A way to a beautiful soul with love forhim filled.
Though success remained as an elusiveprey,
His own success was in his battleagainst fate,
God indeed gave mankind the will tochoose,
God indeed made fate mankind’s enemynumber one.
Metallica-Nothing ElseMatters.
what a marvelous piece, such thought-provoking moments you create, loved this very much…write on! Bravo!
sage
Fyi-
Its usually part of the standard publishing agreement that the piece hasn’t been published elsewhere.
In keeping with that, if I’m going to submit something to a journal or anthology
I don’t put it up on xanga.
Thus the only things I put up on xanga, are things I do specifically for it, or things I don’t feel satisfied enough with to try and submit for money.
So yes, I am feeding you my Rejects.
But I said that from the beginning, so you Don’t need to leave me a bitchy comment about it.
Simply decide not to read, pretty simple, aye?
-thend-