Nothing serious, a nothingness of nothing

There’s no right or wrong in which direction you choose. It’s the choice of attitude when working with those circumstances that defines that

A stable soul. Connect with earth

The writing on the wall could be influences from the shadows of one’s past

You may leave as often as you wish with desires to leave the past behind. Unless you make peace and fully accept the regrets of the past. The past will return, day after day. It will never leave.

The risks and errors of perception and judgment when standing on the outside looking in. The unerringness of curiosity accompanied with unbounded patience for one to open and shine, brings pure trust and character.

The Lake Within Soft midday breeze cools my ski as I sit solitude under the rugged and robust tea trees. I feel my mind is much at ease listening to the distant bird calls and the nearby insects calling within the tangled branches and lush leaves. The lake's water is somewhat dark and still below; the breeze caressing the surface creating tranquil ripples. I somehow relate with comfort but knowing what lies beneath should never be stirred. Exfoliating trunks and branches like dead skin peeling from a child's sunburnt shoulders. Decaying organic matter lies on these shores. Spiders skim across the tops of them with much speed and skills of survival. I finally look into the distance once more but see; I see a lush green patch of what looks like water lilies peacefully rested on the waters edge. 'Must be sheltered from the breeze' I think to myself. But it's the stunning and striking yellow flowers raised with confidence and beauty that catches my eye and strikes my soul Lake Ainsworth 14/11/15

Today you said relationship We both said even though it wasn't But the looks on our faces explained it all A slight slip of the tongue became all too clear A slight awkward moment that should have been embraced It's not the conventional type It's not what most would condone But it is what it is We drew lines in the sand We drew them within reach of rolling waves Made rules within concrete The concrete remained moist from tears It's not the conventional type It's not what most would condone But it is what it is The moat surrounded castle was majestic We were oblivious of the bridge that we had built The intentional impervious fence With a gate left open wide It's not the conventional type It's not what most would condone But it is what it is It's a relationship that only we could create It's a relationship only we could embrace It's a relationship, that's what it is

If it's broken then let's fix it together. If you don't even attempt to repair, then what's broken will forevermore dwell in brokenness. We had the tools, albeit languishing inadequate maintenance was the fundamental we deprived of our masterpiece

I say I can't see you anymore, It's not I don't want to I say I can't see you anymore, You are literally still visible When I say I can't see you anymore, It's because I just can't see you anymore

Old friend it's been sometime Do you remember me as I do you I sense you have forged without me I distinguish extrinsic differences Earmarks of modern aesthetics Synonymous with your name New smells disorient me, although your noise is not foreign Expeditive pace Slow down a little Wait for me, for I am struggling to regulate Walk with me, once again side by side You may have noticed I too have changed Though my exterior has aged My heart and soul is warmer than those earlier years, a gift of maturity You remember me now, I'm sure you do Your season of spring warms and caresses my skin A new memory Forgive me for reminiscing Embrace me for a new beginning I sense some pretentiousness Is your soul still warm and benevolent Side by side we shall walk again Memories are comforting and warm A new beginning is exhilarating Intoxicating Your embrace is warm I sought solace in you Hello my friend Lets walk together again

The insipid topic was the circumstance for my digression, though coincidentally, the dog eating its own feces was a tad more engaging

Unlike pretentiousness, Enigmatic does not come in a box, hence why it doesn’t fit in a box

Paradox - non kosher bullshit

Despair, a consequence of being lost, a blanket of perverseness can throw darkness upon ones morality. When experienced and conquered, it is these circumstances that can define the greatness of an individual

Delve into the voids in earnest elation, not with apprehension. For it's what one already knows that should cause trepidation

I don't pass judgement upon people, it's merely an impression

An extrovert maybe overly expressive and relish the company of others. Frequent avoidance of social interactions and quiet introspective lies the introvert. Although variance appears obvious, their shadows and darkness are impartially tantamount