Bodhivesta Blues (Changeling: Radu)
I pretend to be someone who I am not anymore while still trying to organize from this
chaos
what and who I am now. My body is now as free and mercurial as my mind, my soul...my soul? This is the physical freedom I have worked so long to obtain. To the point of being able to refigure myself as if clay and for a moment changeing myself into something of legend.
To know even greater means, greater arts to do this for even longer.
I am not who I was. I despise who I was. Yet he is still here and I only deepen the charade to those who know him.
I tire of waiting, I tire of restraints and being a slave to them. Being a slave to myself.
I am Rahim.
Will others follow me although I am distant. Although I am cold? Do stars create the black distance around them by shining or were they placed there by the Creator's spiteful hand?
I long for proximity, I burn for it..
Yet people can not be free they can not traverse the heavens. Do they wish to?
chaos
what and who I am now. My body is now as free and mercurial as my mind, my soul...my soul? This is the physical freedom I have worked so long to obtain. To the point of being able to refigure myself as if clay and for a moment changeing myself into something of legend.
To know even greater means, greater arts to do this for even longer.
I am not who I was. I despise who I was. Yet he is still here and I only deepen the charade to those who know him.
I tire of waiting, I tire of restraints and being a slave to them. Being a slave to myself.
I am Rahim.
Will others follow me although I am distant. Although I am cold? Do stars create the black distance around them by shining or were they placed there by the Creator's spiteful hand?
I long for proximity, I burn for it..
Yet people can not be free they can not traverse the heavens. Do they wish to?