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Tuesday, 9 July 2013

Test

I let a demon get inside me
Tried to do too much, be too much
And let my guard down
God is testing me relentlessly now
To see if I want to become a man
I'll push through and make it out
Try a little harder, clear my mind of doubt
I put my goals to the universe, saying
I'll go through whatever it takes to get me there
Every depression is a lesson
Each injury a new upgrade
The more you fall the faster you learn
To keep your inner core strong
Build your house on firm foundations
The universe is your mind
Your mind is the universe
All different fragments of the same thing
Sometimes I wonder
Why do I put myself through so much pain?
Is it optional or compulsary?
Is it necessary for my growth?
Do all men go through similar trials
Or does it vary in intensity?
This is my journey, my struggle
It is unique, as is yours
It makes me what I am
It drives me onward.

Becoming Nothing

Myself is an illusion
I have no personality
Merely a string of experiences
A bank of memories
Arranged into a face
You can change your appearance
Change yourself
With a chain of thoughts
It's all an illusion
An elaborate play
It's there and it's not there at the same time
Be how you want
Figure it out
Just be human
Humans are animals
Apes in suits
Go to the city
And look at the jungle there
Travelling in packs
A hierarchy of sorts
Watch for the predators
Or be one yourself
Be whatever you want
At any given moment
A string of experiences
Tied together by you
A bank of memories
Arranged in a grid
Be whatever you want
As long as you're alive