Letters from the Edge of Tolerance

I sit and wonder on the complexities that riddle the human Psyche with intramural philosophies. Though even the intricacies of that psyche can not be proven through science, only through repetitive constants can it be guessed. why is it that even we as a species seek one another  for solace from the depths of our minds. Is it that we fear the internal darkness that is our conscience, or is it the fear of what darkness harbors itself within our sub-conscience? those who seek things that cannot be explained tend to sub-conscientiously seek those who are of like mind. why do we as a people truely seek the companionship of another? Can anyone hold a solid conversation within the comments and explore these deep thoughts with any and all who join in. I challenge you to try.

as the day gets closer i ponder on what i told her she sees the light in my darkness as i wonder what she has caressed and she sees my potential as i am horrendously altered to what i am yet to be and she sees me for who i truly am as i slam my fist into this door a crippling blow i should say as i lay here wondering why she sees light in my darkness

as light filter through a darkness that is so true we wander thy dark wood wondering how to find our fate not to hate the one ho put us through wondering pondering why she sees the light filter through a darkness that is so true

as light penetrates my dark and wounded heart paying no mind to what it has healed as i seal my fate of which i take and it to claims me as a true dark but light finds my soul and she sees the light in my darkness that is so true

i am not as dark as i seem to be cause she sees the light in me and i see the light in her which i truly prefer

and as i ponder on which i have said and i have sped down the road of life which is truly dark and she has saved me because she sees the light in my darkness of which i may contort due to the light she sees
as the darkness is contorted to see optimistically of all this strife as this knife drops to the floor as the darkness begins to contort
with this life i shall change as li lay me down to sleep i pray my soul the lord to keep if i die before i wake i pray my soul the lord to take as i partake in this in a heavenly manner i believe i see the light in my darkness as i see true the beloved i shoved all my grief down the drain and she sees the light in my darkness as do i

hate is a fate that we we all can partake as we see the key to life as the knife is dropped to the floor as the door slams into its jam life is contorted and then altered as we all can falter as the slaughter of man takes place as an ace is dropped on the table as we all can tell this is a fable to be heard as a hearse takes your friend to her grave and she told me to say this that you are gay like the fey folk as I lay, this life flies by as shooting star and the i drive my car off a cliff into a tidal rift and float to the very end as i send a message to those who don't have hope and then i float to the land of the dead to spread this hate as we partake in the slaughter of man as i pretend the light was never spread and as i am beheaded by the beast with three heads as a hockey puck goes through a stained glass window as she is made a widow because of the war of the worlds and the darkness is once more contorted to her will and she sees me and the light in the darkness

fore say to end this fable i say to thee my life is a creed of which to be fallowed as i swallow the waters of the holy, to souly depend on her to see time for who i am truly am and thy light with in me therein lies the secret of life which we all pass and not see as light filters through all of the dark and not lighted as my foresight is met light and dark meet for one last battle as life begins to contort and falter

then again life is always contorting to her will and the light spreads through a darkness so true, once more she sees the light in me in order to see the doves fly for her love for me cause she sees light in me and as i weave a tread so thin i send a message of hope in order to cope with the sin of man as i tan the hide of the beast so fierce that has died due to the light she brought me cause she sees the light with in me

Though I walk I stand, surrounded By the lifeless sands. I see many men, many women. The lie in a beautiful space, a world devoid of hate, I wonder why it was that I came to this place, thou even when i try to think, Life moves on in just a blink. BEHOLD a world struck by beauty a world where even the land seems to lay in a glorious pageant of lucid moments. I walk this lonely road alone, though within this lucid dream I can see the means I need to fall down a putrid diluted path. I walk away afraid of what may come down within that lucid fray of putrid hate. If I may, then I shall stay within my dark gray light. For when if this comes to be, I would hate to flee from the beauty around me. I seek the love I lost on the way down life's lucid dream, was it me or was it her, I couldn't believe that we had left the road. I had slowed, she had sped, for even then she wanted to be wed. I could not hold the light she shone, instead i bore the loathsome road. I walk alone in a light less world a putrid path to and fro. If I were to find my way I would be wed  that girl on that day.