How can you tell if you have an enemy?
What is an enemy? What makes an enemy?
But the grand question I have asked is why are we enemies?
We were put on this Earth to love one another. Instead we pollute the blessings with the senseless and unnecessary evil that we create...Why?
I know how to define an enemy.
An enemy is one who lives to destroy what you believe in.
It is truly heartbreaking, heartbreaking is the stupidity of the excuses as to why people make me to be an enemy without TRUE reason to be an enemy.
I spoke to my enemy and said..."Why are you so agressive toward me? We can actually be friends..."
The answer that beckoned my face of ill understandment was truly pitiful.
The answer was, because I was different.
It sets me to invvisible and inner tears why the world around me has driven me to the ends of my inner Hell and back...Because I was different.
I do not make enemies of others, others make an enemy of me...
I have a reason to indulge in the hate that I am.
My reason for the residing in hate that I do towards the world is because they hate me.
I do not understand.
The enemey lives for no other reason. I do whatever I can to stay away from creating enemies. If I do not like a person, I just stay away from them.
But it is sad that others only see themselves as the perfect soul.
My hate is the master of all insanity. As long as I have an enemy, my hate drives me to fight...A fight that I will win, one way or another.
But it is futile to drive out all hate, with poth peace and hate it is impossible.
But my excuse for fighting...My excuse for the illusion of existence...is to fight for myself, and to fight for those who cannot.
This one is about montages and how they differ from person to person.
Although my opinions of the sound used for the montage of the human spirit(Music) are rather special...Nonetheless, we all love what it has to offer.
A montage is an illusion of the human mind that creates a feeling of deep happiness and it is so unreal that it seems to be dream-like...Quite special to many it is.
My personal montage style is something I like to call "Strobe montage"...I am being very realistic when I write this. I call the "Strobe montage" like a multitude of flashes that are scenes from things that make me happy.
All in tune to one sound. The same rythym flows through everything crisply and so percectly.
As you see, my personal montage is something that doesn't make sense.
It suits me, a person that doesn't make sense in this world.
I got the idea when I hear the song by Adele.
Set fire to the rain:
When he look at both fire and water, they are opposites...Why?
To the fire, water is kryptonite.
To water, fire is a devilish plasma.
Does it matter...In personality to me, it does not.
We experience them differently.
Before light, fire was for us to use for a multitude of reasons.
And still then, we needed rain...We counted on it for our growth of vital material.
They both kill...They are similar in few likeness as they seem to different in those likenesses.
I stare at both looking at the marvelous sights from a safe distance of course.
Can anyone feel the same for me?
It was a matter of time before I or someone else did this, but here goes:
What does Music mean to me?
What does the word "Muse" mean?
Clear to see.
Meditation of the soul in waves and patterns.
Does it radiate with anger and raw power of the inner human soul in the times of importance? Clear to see?
The fingers dance to the melodious sound of water-like sounds of the piano.
the blossoms dance to the guiding sound of steel waves of a flute.
The heart cries in unison to the sound of the calm and structured violin.
The mind is open to everything in the importance of music.
Each human is different to the taste on the mind of their musical fantasy.
What makes them tick? How does music affect them?
To one without a heart can even sense that music is also a gateway to the reality of emotion that dwells within. Each breed had its path, but each path only one person can take and see the truth within themselves.
The trick is, how do we live in the musical fantasy, the illusion of the mind?
How do we release music's true outcome, although it is impure? Negative affects are simple cautions that we do whatever possible to avoid. But should that stop us from unlocking it?
It is anarchy amongst each other, turmoil that we create in our innacceptance toward each other. We all belong in a certain category made for us as human beings with likes and dislike.
It is a tool of evil, the music, or the anarchy that it can cause on us?
My friend ilovetamaki gave me the idea of the topic. After I publish this, I will wait for 3 days before I reveal what the words truly mean.(P.S: None of what I say makes sense):
Part of Life's Lies and Truths:
The lies of life are bitter and gruesome
but where do they come from? Are they webs that we weave in our unmeant, untamed, uncontrollable evil?
Or are they mere footsoldiers of the master of evil's influence on our lives.
Why is it hard to fight our own demons, but so easy to succumb to them? The Truly unbalanced good in the world knows.
I myself wonder,
is this the hardest test of all?
Or are we truly blind to everything we see or believe to see?
The spirits that dwell in us be it evil or good comes from something, but is it a hell of our own making, we wonder still.
All I can say with absolute certainty is:
Live life the way you want to, try to be as good and pure-hearted as you can.
The ones without hearts to know or to be told, what do they fall into when the day of reckoning of our sins comes?
Questions that the easily clear option of the answer is death. It is not, or is it? Death is certain, the answer is not...And that, my neighbors, is a Lie and a Truth of the confusing compact of wired paths that we call life.
How do we know how to live and how do we believe others' beliefs of the purpose to live?