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Suicide of the Ego (Free verse) by Drifting Shadow

Every day of the life you have walked, Has lead you to this step of steps, To step into the abyss, The abyss of nothing. It looks dark in there, It looks light out here, but it is as it is, and it is the same. For the years of fear and pain, Hanging on by your fingernails, Thinking, wanting, trying… To die. When all along you knew you couldn’t. Who would of thought? That now you have seen your worth, Now you have seen your potential, And you have decided to live, That the only way to do that is death, Not for your body, Kill your ego, See nothing, But truly see it. Be nobody, And grow again what did not wither. You fear what you will see, When you step into the abyss. You fear what you will see, When you step out of the abyss. But that fear has been outgrown, By the fear of the world you created.

Starsigh 28-May-04/10:53 PM
1- in case you didn't notice I post as black fog, you seem to be clutching such irrelevant details as obvious typing errors... and even if I cant spell, what does that matter? I look half gay? Do I really? Oh please you might hurt my feelings.
If your precious intellectual world brought you to the conclusion that you can even come close to getting me even a little bit angry by posting irrelevant homophobic slurs then you can just shove your intellect up your ass... looks to me that you already did that though.

2- accurate judgement comes from clarity of mind, which comes from a peaceful mind, which comes from not cluttering your mind up with a load of analytical bollocks like you seem to have done. So what’s with the Jesus rant? I never mentioned anything about religion, got some issues have we zodiac?

3- just because the chemicals in your brain perceive the world around you a certain way does not mean it is necessarily so, are you really so blind that you don’t see that?
How do you know we're not all trapped in some one else dream and none of this is real? You’ll probably just say that is an impossibility, but that’s just fear of letting go of all you think you know.
As for knowing what a crap poem looks like, who can really say? It all depends on the taste of the person that’s reading it, to say that you "know" what a crap poem looks like is just total self-righteous egotistical bullshit if you ask me. And your over analytical tendencies - they are exactly the reason why you came her to whine about this poem and me... because you haven’t got a hope in hell of understanding me or the poem, because of your trapped mind.

4- I aint worried in the slightest if you keep coming back or not... even though I don’t know anything, I could see you would be, it's you that told me you'd be back, I could see it a mile off, just like I know that you will probably think you know that I am insane when I tell you I am psychic, and aside from being psychic, I am manipulating you right now. You probably haven’t got a clue what the word psychic implies beyond dictionary definition and label that it is.




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