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rightful inheritance. belongings. property. ownership. entitlement. worked for, or deserved? struggled, or given? stolen, or taken?

Posted By meliora On 09.20.2012 @ 9:14 am

i feel resolution in my bones. whatever is not yet done, is alive in the future. the pattern is not yet complete, just a little more. i am slowly, more than ever before in the past few years, becoming a resolute whole, it’s just a passing thing, this darkness. and when the sun shines again it’ll shine all the brighter. im getting it together, and the one-word for that would be, peace.

Posted By meliora On 09.18.2012 @ 10:36 am

an overabundance of anything is fatal. and right now i am fried by a interconnected web of burdens and responsibilities to every feeling but my own

Posted By meliora On 09.15.2012 @ 6:11 am

the real question is whether the wearer of weather weathers the weather or if the weather weathers him to weathering.

Posted By meliora On 09.05.2012 @ 11:42 pm

revelry, passion. heat. sweat. red, pink cheeks. lowered lashes. exhaling. inhaling. chest rises – lowers. this fragrant heat swells and crashes and shimmers like the ocean. it’s burning quench searches for vapour but tastes only dust and detritus, its hunger unsated, it’s thirst left so unsatisfied by way of excess satisfaction

Posted By meliora On 09.01.2012 @ 9:12 am

it’s not the word that is said, but the person who says it, that’s what makes it darling.

Posted By meliora On 08.31.2012 @ 6:55 am

love is salvation hatred is salvation the choice between either redemption is the only important decision you will ever make.

Posted By meliora On 08.30.2012 @ 6:41 am

are you my chain? or are you my key? are you perhaps both

Posted By meliora On 08.26.2012 @ 9:21 am

something unfinished. not whole. not complete. something that has diminished from its original shape. lost itself in some way, amnesiac of it’s former properties. believes itself complete

Posted By meliora On 08.22.2012 @ 6:25 am

i don’t feel as vulnerable anymore, not as exposed, like an open flame naked to the stinging cold i have been sharpened into shape, more heat than light. reawakened with the oxygen to live, burning enough for two. kindling each other as kindred, reaching, rising, ascending, scaling, holding – out of necessity, out of comfort.

Posted By meliora On 08.20.2012 @ 10:55 pm

instant digital mail, high-speed information transfer, robotic letters swim in hyperspace transduced into recognizeable and comprehendeable energy

I love you.

Posted By meliora On 08.10.2012 @ 5:38 pm

like a suffocating, dying black sky overcast with denial, you puncture right through me, letting in the sunflares, the boiling, purifying heat that washes through like lightning, like white-hot water, an angry, forgiving ocean that burns and cools and rushes

Posted By meliora On 08.07.2012 @ 1:37 am

i dare you. i fucking dare you to take the happiness you deserve. for the first time in your miserable life, take what is rightfully yours

Posted By meliora On 08.06.2012 @ 7:17 am

here’s my secret: tonight i felt the aching of lust, and somewhere inside it, the first subtle stirrings of feeling i’ve thought long-dead in my body, love.

Posted By meliora On 08.04.2012 @ 8:32 am

the trouble with pictures is they can only be taken from one perspective, and there may be many more. memories are notoriously infallible, and cameras are no more reliable. every light casts an equivalent shadow.

Posted By meliora On 08.03.2012 @ 10:17 am

to preserve a slice of life in time, to freeze the fabric of reality into a flat replica, to steal water into ice

Posted By meliora On 08.03.2012 @ 3:14 am

i trapped the feelings in my heart for so long i couldn’t feel them anymore. you have opened a crack, and i remember dear god, i remember it all

Posted By meliora On 08.01.2012 @ 5:57 pm

I’ve never needed methods, never needed a plan, never needed to organize spontaneousness into dead, stale order. I listen to that quiet burning feeling of what’s right, and that rare ecstatic impulse to act that cannot be restrained readily, because it aches to be realized. Simmers like the boiling steam that climbs to the clouds to evaporate and join it. It’s never known anything else than that one uncompromiseable law, to rise. It doesn’t know what down is.

Posted By meliora On 07.31.2012 @ 7:38 pm

i’ve had very few lately. it’s a trend that i plan to continue indefinitely. egotistical? yeah. but also irrevocably honest. losses are the breeding ground for victories. they are the genesis of strength, necessary, imperative, unavoidable, a limit that is a prerequisite to push through for all giants of spirit.

Posted By meliora On 07.31.2012 @ 12:40 am

I’ve never had a good principal, or if i have, they’ve never been close enough to notice.

Posted By meliora On 07.29.2012 @ 7:01 pm

i think this word is plain stupid because it’s a legal term that has nothing to do with the function or appearance of actual cabinets. it feels right to finally express that.

Posted By meliora On 07.29.2012 @ 9:31 am

Props for that one

Posted By meliora On 07.28.2012 @ 8:11 am

I am closing in on that place where I don’t want to follow what everyone else is doing, or what they expect of me. I want to make an impact when everyone is just making ripples. I want a word when others are producing sound. I want to make a statement, not an exclamation.

Posted By meliora On 07.26.2012 @ 10:37 pm

there are no instructions for what’s to come. there is no tutorial, you go for it now.

Posted By meliora On 07.22.2012 @ 7:04 am

I will help myself. I will no longer dwell and hide and run. Because that’s what it’s about. Fall down a hundred times, get up, fall down a thousand times, get up, it will never be enough to pull me down. it never will be. i will always stand up. do you get it yet? am i getting through? I am not a dweller. As of today, I am a seeker.

Posted By meliora On 06.24.2012 @ 10:59 am

I keep switching frames, all of them work, none of them work. What do I do. I knew this would happen. I knew it I knew it I knew it from the bottom of my heart nothing good can ever happen to me. help me. why please why oh god

Posted By meliora On 06.18.2012 @ 10:35 am

The racket in my mind has been silenced, and now everything is just quiet and numb. I make my lips form the shapes, mold the words, but I can’t hear them anymore. Am I broken? Where did all the letters fly to

Posted By meliora On 06.11.2012 @ 2:56 am

I’ve nested for long enough. It’s time to test these fucked up wing’s again. Let’s go. I’m ready. If I fall, I will have atleast soared for a moment.

Posted By meliora On 06.10.2012 @ 11:06 am

You empty me out, then fill me up again, then empty again.

Posted By meliora On 06.04.2012 @ 11:42 pm

Tonight, I felt necessary. Why did you look at me like that? I thought you didn’t even notice i existed, but you looked at me like that.

Posted By meliora On 06.02.2012 @ 11:42 am