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Just thought that sounded cool, I remember this conversation I was having with my friend from Australia and she said am I making sense? and I replied with that, I said it makes you feel like you just woke up from a dream, when you try to understand what it means. Of course I've thought about it before, like the 5 senses are just information huds that connect us to the reality of matter, evolved over millenias from stimuli. So then the only true senses, that can't really tell you lies are the ones that make no sense right?

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We've come to the peak my friends, see the beautiful end, wilting finite beauty realized in death. Nothing left, but the cool memory of once was. marry me this memory, even after death, we'll both rest, embrace in the abyss completed.

heres some other stuff I think was cool that I wrote and didnt feel like putting them on the internet

Symmetry of zero between dimensions
suspensions of transcendence come hither
string me together theoretical blind tether
let me begin, let me bequest
or tie fates noose around my neck and kick
the chair beneath dead stare, if it were only so fair
to be the one who has all the fun

That poem is about polarities opposites, the symmetry of zero is mirrored by the negative and positive at opposite ends of the spectrum. Kind of like the red shift, at one end is blue and the other is red, everything is a mixture of good and bad, the proton and neutron, positive and negative. So once they are cancelled out they transcend this give and take reality, which is the objective in Toaism, to balance opposites so they negate each other and the turmoil caused from the conflicting forces is calmed, inner peace is gained. I also believe in the String Theory, where the universe is like a thread of possibilites infinitely branching off where everything possible does happen, and the reality you choose now is the consciousness taking a different path, only thing the choice you could've made also was made but that splits off into an altnerate reality. I compared it to the line above, suspensions of transcendence, because space time is a fabric interwoven, so I thought it seemed synomymous with string theory, and I don't believe in fate as a destiny, I believe only some things are fated to happen, but thats not the important thing, its how we react and use the free will and respond to it, so fate is only a prerequisite to free will, so if you just sit there and accept your reality and not try to change it you are hanging there dead but living still, but in an imprisoned existence of matter.

]]> ~Yosuke3 http://Yosuke3.deviantart.com/journal/22885165/ http://Yosuke3.deviantart.com/journal/22885165/ Thu, 29 Jan 2009 12:52:24 PST
Tainted, insanity broken chose the funny token, popped it in began the ride of brain fried. It was fun laughed at the pun, tried to continue, the game said I had no more lives.

I tried to please you and failed, my heart bleeding to the wall nailed, I wailed in wasted persistence, insistence uneeded for you don't care who fares, bastard lived and killed, emotions peeled back and raped to exertion, continue on in realities substantial perversion.

The first two poems speak for themselves, the third is about relationships, its only a small part, the rest is too personal

]]> ~Yosuke3 http://Yosuke3.deviantart.com/journal/22507768/ http://Yosuke3.deviantart.com/journal/22507768/ Sat, 10 Jan 2009 14:23:31 PST
This is a free show, so take your soul and go where the wind will blow.

Open the door, its the kitchen floor, on my face.

So yeah I wrote those awhile ago. The only thing I truly hate is apathy and fear, its this bullshit world fuckin bitch world.. thats pretty much what the first poem is about. The second poem is about living, the third is about my grandpa coming to my grandmas house drunk.

]]> ~Yosuke3 http://Yosuke3.deviantart.com/journal/22287222/ http://Yosuke3.deviantart.com/journal/22287222/ Tue, 30 Dec 2008 19:28:15 PST
Choose the day and choose the sign of your day, the day's divinity, the first thing you see

Its strange, I've seen too many symbols in everday life, that make me think life is like a dream, some form of virtual reality, a planetary stage we engage. In symbolism I mean matrixing, our minds attempt at making order out of choas, a face in the clouds could mean something more. Its almost like every moment, depending on how you percieve what it means to you, is trying to say something. Like Einstein's everyhing is relative theory. Maybe matrixing is our intuitive perception breaking through cold logic bred minds, children of the scientific age, the small world generation. Like my ancestors would believe in omens, omens in nature, maybe every single moment has its omen, depening on how you look at it.

]]> ~Yosuke3 http://Yosuke3.deviantart.com/journal/21848650/ http://Yosuke3.deviantart.com/journal/21848650/ Sat, 06 Dec 2008 13:31:26 PST
I thought that was a cool poem, now that I've felt more enlightened these past months I pay attention to stuff more. Like the Arch Enemy song "Slaves of Yesterday". Its about people who live in the past, the only true reality is this moment in time, like the universe, created in one moment, that moment stayed forever, and it is now. Time is an illusion. Like my personal quote "Live in the now time is fast, live in the past prepare for a crash". I will post some more of my musings in the near future. I was just getting tired of seeing that last journal.

-Lee

]]> ~Yosuke3 http://Yosuke3.deviantart.com/journal/21426289/ http://Yosuke3.deviantart.com/journal/21426289/ Mon, 10 Nov 2008 17:56:28 PST
Is there anybody out there?
Look outside its a Care Bear
Caught in a snare
Peace out cub scout

I sent the poem to my asian friend from Mongolia or whatever shes from and she said this:

Banna says:
yeah got a poem on pokemon
Banna says:
haha
Mє†al×Wølƒ says:
um...
Mє†al×Wølƒ says:
pikachu
Mє†al×Wølƒ says:
look atchu
Mє†al×Wølƒ says:
stupid motha, need a brutha
Mє†al×Wølƒ says:
so he can put you in a wheel chair
Mє†al×Wølƒ says:
now you have no hair
Mє†al×Wølƒ says:
thats all I got

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