Memorandum
...written
works of a deranged mind...
Carpe' Diem
So gather ye rosebuds while ye may
And count the hours in the day.
And in the years my love would grow
If time stood still, but not we know
How life will truely turn to be
When we take things so casually.
To never do the dreams we muse
And let slip the time we could have used.
Mindless Epiphiny
Life is an annoyance, I wish that I had slept,
For all the slings and arrows and dreams that I have kept
Have pried open third eyes, letting in the light,
I pray, I hope, you'll understand that in my mind, I might.
We torture on this mortal coil until we've had our fill
And then we cry aloud and wail just as we read the will.
And as my mother's womb did open, birthing someone torn,
I cry each night myself to sleep; know I truely wasn't born.
Dreams are shattered, goals unreached, heartaches fill the sky,
Nothing on this damn'ed earth allows thoughts to honest fly.
They say that conciousness is annoying between naps,
But close the eyes eternaly and dreams may come, perhaps.
To sleep, perchance to dream; ah, a rub no more.
Nightmares, dreams, and reality vye to chalk a score.
To be or not to be, the question states as this:
To be a vibrant dreamer or not to be in bliss.
Dreams are living wishes out to bring to earth,
While deep-run wounds and scars are lightly hid with mirth.
Facets of schizophrenia to the face are hung,
Lo, hold, marry, what pleasant dreams may come.
Life is an annoyance, take hold the good with the bad,
Dreams are of my life, I miss that which I never had.
Through the Eyes of Osiris
It is unconquerable
It is unavoidable
It is a thing of pain
It is a thing of joy
It is night
It is a thing not wished
It is produced by war
It is produced by love
It is a sweet embrace
It is a horrible wound
It is a lady
It is a man
It is feared by the gods
It is feared by mortals
It is an end
It is a beginning
It is a judgement
It is Apep
It is Apophis
It consumes us all
It is driven by hate
It is driven by love
It is empowered by the life you lead
It is a thing remembered
It is a thing forgotten
It is not evil
It is not good
It is everywhere
It is seen by everyone
It is seen by none
It is a contradiction within itself
It is as plain as day
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