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  Ghosts      I continue to be haunted by ghosts from a life I once knew. A life, which hardly can be recognized by the world in which I currently reside within. Individuals from a past, that no longer recognize me. A world, which continues to send its messengers to haunt me, even to this day.      I often wish I could understand the purpose of these visits. To grasp what it is I need to take away, from each encounter. Is there something left over from a previous life, that I’ve yet to handle? Or are these visits meant for me to take action, and create a bridge between then and now? Am I meant to move forward and chase these visitors? Or are they simply here to haunt me, plunging me further and further into the depths of chaos?        The knowledge of another world continues to slip through my hands. Having spent a lifetime, building up something, and coming so close to reaching it- only to have it slip right through my hands. The c...

  One Must Accept A Terrible Reality.      At some point in every man’s life, they must embrace the truth. They must be willing to accept a truth, that deep down, they’ve always known. A dark, twisted reality, which weak men have spent their lives trying to run from. The harsh world, where nature consumes the weak.      Creating a world where one wishes to live in, is nothing more than a fantasy. An idea. A false reality, meant to steer those who hold true power, away from their potential. The false idea, that one man can change the world, and create something more harmonious than what they’ve seen.      Nature does not forgive the weak. Nature does not spare those, who dream. Nature is a dark, heavy and dangerous force, sent to devour all those who do not fight. Everywhere one looks- from the birds, to the flowers, to every human being- nature consumes what it pleases. There is no negotiating with nature. There is no praying for peace. ...

  Another Night on my Own.      Does one stand up and shout into the abyss about his misfortune? Does one stand tall, against the darkness, and curse the name of He who has left him there? Or does one simply rise to the occasion, and embrace the darkness which he has found to be his only friend? These are the questions which haunt me, when nobody is around to hear my pain.      Perhaps taking on the world is something too great, for even the largest of egos to achieve. Perhaps, in my state of madness, I sought a prize which even myself could not wield. Perhaps there is a certain tranquility, is simply accepting defeat and succumbing to the forces which control your world.      And yet, perhaps there is not. Perhaps there is hardship, to prepare one for the moment they have patiently waited for. For how can one know how to wield such power, without first acquiring the strength? The force within, to allow one to stay afloat. To summon the ...

  New Slaves.      How is it that we, a society of so-called intelligent beings, cannot see through the veil? How is it that we are constantly being hood-winked, by those who rule above us? And how is it, that we, the most advanced civilization ever recorded to date, cannot figure out that we are enslaved?      What bothers me the most is not that some cannot figure it out. In fact, most people probably are completely unaware of it. They simply run around, with no thoughts inside their heads, picturing butterflies and rainbows all around them. They are completely lost and delusional, living in a fantasy world. Which would pretty much explain the current state of things, and the trend that which we are headed towards. The insane belief that life is amazing and things are fantastic, while the rest of the world begins to crash and burn. Absolutely brainwashed, sucked into their black screens, starring at mind-numbing videos and content to make them forget...

  New Horizons.      After spending much of my time planning out my next move, I’ve come to realize that action is the only step necessary.        Most people spend their lives, trying to think they way into success. They spend days, weeks, months, years, sitting around and trying to map out their entire lives ahead of them. And what happens? Everything they have planned goes straight to hell. There’s an age old saying which says, man makes plans, and God laughs.      Action is the remedy to most of our problems in life. The sitting around and waiting is the source of most suffering. Waiting for something to come, which never does, can kill a man and his spirit. The reality is, success only belongs to those who are willing to reach out and take it. Those who are no longer afraid to sit back and wait for all the chips to fall into their lap. Those who are willing to risk it all, in order to achieve something most cannot even fathom. ...

  Generation Geezer.      Old people are ruining everything. Before you quit on me, hear me out. They’re going to hell, and they’re bent on dragging us down with them.      I don’t know if it’s their lack of faith, or their lack of morals, which is worse. The only thing they seem not to lack, is money. Which they are hellbent as ever towards wasting it, and completely ruining the future for everybody else. These people are seriously demented, and have major issues when it comes to understanding the most basic concepts.      My anger towards them is something which I struggle to hide. Although some of them mean well, they simply cannot keep up in today’s world. The age of information has proven to be too much for them. They cannot comprehend what is going on. They cannot see through the illusion they have spent most of their lives participating within. The struggle to wake up and acknowledge their own mistakes is some what of a foreign co...