Little pests all around me. Geese OK can't you see I'm rising here, move out of the way! Great another 12 hour shift with these guys. Man, why do they show up when they're like this? The reds are burning up with fever's, while the blues have the chills. Great it's passing around, some are blinking now thanks for the nebula box; gonna end up with so many craters from scratching now. Great, what am I now the janitor, that whole section of sky just burned out. Really, now those guys over there are falling, I mean am I supposed to catch them or something? Freaking job, so much stress I feel so pale up here right now. I mean what phase of life am I in really? I feel half gone, like I'll never be full again. Then on top of everything I have this dead end job dealing with these twinkling burnout's trying to make pictures out of themselves to become famous. I guess they just can't read the signs, I'm the top dog up here tonight yeah, I'm the top dog every night! Watch me shine Earth watch me shine. Oh look dawn is coming finally, I'm going down. But look at this those guys get to leave freaking early, I mean where did they go? Oh hey Sunny, hey Moonie can you stay a little longer I think management needs you today. Something about an eclipse I don't know... Sure, great, no prob. Twinkle twinkle Little stars, how I wonder where you are... Once again not here as usual being burned by that daytime guy.

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Enter the office of Dr. Knowsall, sit down on her couch and let her dive deep into your mind to help you better understand yourself...

So, dark and broody... Why do you think that is? Maybe it's due to losing my parents at a young age. Yes I see, my assistant Martha told me... Why did you say that name?

Was killing Zod to save that family really worth it? Not really, I mean Godzilla can use his death breath and everyone cheers, I keep a family from becoming rotisserie gold and I'm evil. Well Mr. Krypton you did destroy the city... He stepped on people lady!

So, how's your current relationship with your uncle cousin Aries? We don't see each other much any more, I mean not after the explosion... Right, sorry.

Tell me how do you not get prunny being under water all the time? I use a lot of fish oil, it's good for more than just the heart. I see, I should get some, (makes mental note).

So, do you really think you're the fastest being around, I mean there is Superman he changed the Earth's rotation once to rewind time. I break the barrier's of reality as I run, beat that cape-man... Yes, cape-man very mature.

So you must be very handy to have around... So what you trying to say, just because I'm mostly a robot I'm their Mr. Fix it, that I'm just there to keep their gear I order, that I'm the Tin man! Are you calling me Tin man lady... ?

Well I think today was quite productive and we're making progress... So let's meet again next week... Boy what a bunch, their in a league all their own!

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Once in favor of power, now lost within his own creation. Dare he to help another against the wishes of he who clothed, fed, and employed him. For his good deeds he the once loved is imprisoned along with another, trapped nothing to do now put contemplate their fates. He being a master of his craft devises a plan of escape in the formation of a device made only by what's at hand. Being diligent in waiting for the right time to act. He and his companion, forge their method under the knowledge of not going near any extremes. Rise not to high nor to low, for there are hazards in either case that threaten your very life. Only take one tried and true path, this will lead you to safety. As they both make their move one remains on the path, while the other swerves, zig zags, strays to the left then to the right. This leads to one's freedom as the other meets his doom. All that can be said by he who made it to safety is that his companion was warned of the dangers thus he chose his fate. To live fast and dangerous has it's own merit, as does it to live slow and with awareness.

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An idea crossed the mind, one that slowly grew and eventually over took the imagination. An idea of a world surrounded by darkness, yet illuminated by all the life held within. It was at first a bewitching thought that a world of light could even exist in a realm of darkness but it never was to leave my mind.

In time it formed, trails and trees covered by fluorescent moss, creatures with big eyes carrying a friendly essence as they observe you walking by. It's a take on a wonder land that is made up of elements of other wondrous worlds brought to life in stories you be-love and hold dear. Worlds that can't really be except in the mind.

You become increasingly enchanted with this idea, the thought that things that happened in your world can only be true to you. In time this fantasy grows to fantastic reaches that it can no longer be contained by your mind alone. Fascinate other's by your creative feat's, let them add onto what you have built inside your spirit, hopefully it now touches theirs and a world can continue to grow. In time what will come from this no one knows.

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Stars in the sky depict the figure of a woman in peril. Stars, gasses, matter spinning out of control as waters that churn from the depths as a monster comes to seal your fate. Two shining lights as eyes stare into the abyss as all that's around comes to claim a life as a sacrifice to the heavens. Please someone, anyone save me, don't let this be. The gasses of the nebula grab in all that it can as a claw grasping, snatching up it's pray ready for the kill. Silent screams can't be heard in this vacuum, nor can tears move this monster from it's goal. Within the blink of an eye she that was once chained to a rock is now gone as the monster devours her existence. There is no hero coming to save you, there is only now a drawing of you left behind in the stars as an outline of who you once were, and where you once belonged.

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Frozen in place, staring at a screen, a circle ever spinning round and round. You wait for a time patiently as this process tells you that things will be fixed in a moment. After a while, annoyance gives way to anger and bad words start to fly. You want to throw, bunch, kick the screen as you rage quit the task at hand as your computer Leaves you feeling as if you're in the dark ages. It would be done faster with a hammer and chisel at this point. Some how you find, force, make your way back to being calm; now back in place as your face once again rests in your hands leaving you to stare at that freaking circle. 1% has now given way to 3% and you sigh thinking there's got to be a better way...

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My eyes closed, flashes come to my mind. There's a face, my face caught in events I can't remember. A smile here, tears there, some in youth some as I am now. I sit here in this time and space trying desperately to cling to hope it will eventually make since. Some time ago an accident left me in this state, those around me claiming to be of one relationship to me or another. Words of you'll remember soon or it will come back to you have become my mantra, my theme, my way of current life. Yet as I search for a past I find a future. I seem to have a greater want to live life to the fullest, and not waste anything. I'm told I'm more out going, genuine and ready to be heard as well as seen. Who was I before, I don't know, maybe I never will again. Maybe a version of me passed that day and now I can truly be who I am. All the flashes do now is teach me lessons of who I once apparently was, yet I like more who I'm becoming. My eyes closed, flashes come to mind. There's a face my face, caught in events I can't remember...

image: Who Was I in My Past Life? ⋆ LonerWolf

A child born in captivity due to fear of an unknown at the time future. By a mother raised in royalty, while a grandfather hides a prediction. In time mother and child are cast to the sea, yet protected by a force unseen; this child has future greatness. Grow in poverty on the shore of a distant land, a young man must save, protect, hold fast to his mother who's being pushed into a union not right for her. The young man makes an impossible wager to bring the king such a gift that he will be haled on high and treated as the man he should be. Along his journey the boy becomes a man, seeking his prize and gaining help from most unlikely places. Soon he reaches is appointed destination, where now he must truly prove his worth. Into the lair of a creature most deadly he wisely uses his cunning, he slays the beast and claims his prize. Return to where his mother is being held, yet along the way he lays claim to another land through a great act of bravery; he must now travel on wards to his second out of three homes. Upon his return to aid his mother two birds are killed by one stone as it were. An over zealous king is put in his place, as is a grandfather who's very fears come to pass. Now return home, take your rightful place as the man, the prince, the king you were always meant to be. They will tell stories of your adventure of how a seemingly lowly boy birth from royalty became a truest of Kings.

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