Hello, I know most of you don't remember me... Of course, I know Mich... And Maybe he's been active? Maybe, Maybe not... Anyways... I have been terribly busy... with MANY different things... and frankly... Well...its become hell... So I apologize for all of this... I have a poem.. Like I write every time I post a blog....
-------------------------------------------------------------- The Serenity Of a Young Man Serenity... Peaceful... Beautiful... Serenity... Words, are words... Nouns... Adjectives...Adverbs... Serenity... Adverb... Describing being Serene Peaceful... Verb... Describing being at Peace I could go on and on... But of course... This is a poem of a young man, and his empathy... Empathy... Empathy... One who has this curse...this function... this insane technology in their mind... Empathy... Empathy is the function of feeling others feelings... It is the literal side of "Before judging a man, walk a mile in his shoes." Everyday, those who live in hell, in those who live in riches... those who live in love... All, hide the deepest remorse, mourning, pain, depression, and an infinite amount of emotions... I bid you, to walk a mile in the shoes of a young man, with empathy... A Young man searching for the serenity within himself. A poem... A literal puzzle made of sentences... At this point... I would like you to close you eyes after each sentence to make a picture in your mind: Imagine, a room full of people... these people have no face... but instead a blackness... One that would be frightening, but also so stunning. So stunning you stop in your tracks. Now... Imagine... One face is red, one is blue.... Now... Double those red faces... than for every two times you double the red faces add one more blue face... The further you go one, you notice they're are significantly more red than blue. Next is a mirror on the wall... Your face is gray... As you continue to look on, you notice the redness in the others faces slowly turn to gray, while your face in the mirror slowly turns to red... What has occurred... is something empathy naturally does... A person... naturally absorbs bad feelings... Only one who can control said element, or one with empathy, can choose how much to take in and how much to release... As a naturally helpful person... one absorbs so much pain, sorrow, and more.. their mind shuts down for the day... This occurs every single day for this man, for you! As your mind shuts down... peoples faces come in clear. Their expressions leave you with little sanity. None are frowning or hurt, many blank, but many smiles as well... Those who had blue faces seem to be joyous. While yourself... Alone... a pack leader so viscously discarded after your gracious and perfect gift forces a fake smile. This smile... THEE smile... has no feeling... no 'Depth'. Your mind is empty, while so alive... The crowed seems to leave.. leaving you alone... staring in your one mirror... you can't help but breakdown... the tears continue for minutes... As they slow you look in the mirror... This face... your face... is gray... The pain...the feeling...the sorrow... is expelled through the only natural way you can think of... you know it would be tempting or troubling to pick up a razor or knife... even after never having done it... you tempt to try it that one time to see if it truly gives you the pain release... You love your body, your mind... your flesh... too much to allow such catastrophe to fall upon your arms or legs. Your body... your soul... They both have a say in your mind... The mirror...the mirror...goes blank... No more does this mirror show an image of you... but of those you gave great help to behind you. Of course... in a mens bathroom no one would bother truly coming in... This vision is in your head... but as you see their smiles, you know that your job was completed... That you have done a great thing for many... As the image fades away. You look at your image in the mirror, only to see a light blue shimmer. This is the point of serenity... Serenity... complete peace... Is it real? Could It be!? Of course... As you gleefully look into that mirror, the door opens.. and in comes a red face... forcing you to relive every moment of your job... over again. People... Empathy... Those with it may not cry like this... they may not just be forced to something like this... but in the end... they do.. their emotions raise and than crash down... Serenity... Peaceful... Beautiful... Serenity... Words, are words... Nouns... Adjectives...Adverbs... Serenity... Adverb... Describing being Serene Peaceful... Verb... Describing being at Peace I could go on and on... But of course... This was a poem of a young man, and his empathy... Empathy... Empathy... One who has this curse...this function... this insane technology in their mind... Empathy... Empathy is the function of feeling others feelings... It is the literal side of "Before judging a man, walk a mile in his shoes." Everyday, those who live in hell, in those who live in riches... those who live in love... All, hide the deepest remorse, mourning, pain, depression, and an infinite amount of emotions... I hope you tried... tried to walk a mile in the shoes of a young man, with empathy... A Young man searching for the serenity within himself. By: Timothy Wagner (Alias: Heru Pembala) -------------------------------------------------------- I thank you... Any and all who spent their time walking a mile... this mile is a hard journey... one that a man... a man, Timothy James Wagner, walks every day of his life. I hope you guys give good feedback ^_^ And I'll be sticking around for a bit... |
mich2491 : ahhhhh... all i can say is beutiful... you know me well enough thats not a term a use allot usally never but truelly beutiful... so true speaks volumes of truth to me...... its not those words that blow over my head these hit me in the gut and my mind is set to that speacial place that i dont enter unless in a blank self... i can never make it in with other people if not here..face to face im a fake but in a cyber world im able to express my self in ways i cant in the real world.. i know the people in the real world they are there ready to judge you were on here nobody really judges they show there selfs as differnt people a place were a area of my true self comes out.. i dont know who you guys look like i dont really care what you guys look like i see ideas thoguts some still bend to others thoughts but some like heru dont to strong headed to do that..lol..^-^.... real life im a fake in my head and some what on here my truth falls out of me...
Rei--alchemy aprentice-- : lol well in was 20 billion off
Iruka : Yeah, and Rie it's only 20 billion. ^_^
Heru : Also, I posted this on a poetry forums, they degraded to almost nothing, its funny really... because I realised its not really a poem more of a message of sorts.. :P
Heru : lol, its nice to be back, I remember you all too...
Rei--alchemy aprentice-- : wooot wow wooot i member you?! HEYA HERU!! Abel/iruka/ whatever the others are YOU HAVE LIKE 40 billion accounts @.@
Abel : HERU!*Glomps*HOW YA BEEN!?.....Oh yeah this is Iruka, I kind had to make a new account after mine got all crazy. It's okay now just I like running around as Abel ^_^.
Damn that's deep.