I am having a true crisis with my feelings about humanity and my sensibilities.
I know that there has to be hope inside of me somewhere...no matter how small...but I can not find it.
I don't think discussing it would do anything but bring all of you down and I don't want to do that, so instead I bring you a true delight.
Alchemy, In practice.
(The finished product and the original)
((Both literary and vibrational))
"I am to alchemy as you are to gold
I work my fingers to the bone
The time for my thievery has come and gone
I just need something to love
Yes, I'm still the atheist
And you, the jealous god
Oh god, I must be doing something wrong
All my faith is gone from where I left it before.
As I break my fragile mind into shapes of my life
Crystal clear counterfeits in the light
You are someone I have known before
You were my lover
The lighter
The knife in my back in this war...
All it ever is, is never what it seems
Don't it take some time to catch a glimpse of this?
And you know that all this misery
It seems
Is explained by your energy
energy
energy
You've gone alone again, you're lonely and you travel farther than you've ever reached
And have you ever stopped to think if you were anyone's anything, only thing, every thing.
I will not die tonight
You would beg for your life if you valued it
I don't get scared when I'm alone I just get overwhelmed by all of my emptiness
Dear strangers, hear us screaming, oh...my...god..."
(The original and finished product, which does not match any sonic recordings that we currently have in our system. We do apologize for the error however something in life were meant only to be experienced in the perpetual moment of the now and never to be captured for the prying eyes of those who were not there.)
Also, of course...The new Totally Human for the day.
- Dane MG