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Thoughtless Submersion:

Spurning and sinking, deeper into the mind of one’s own,

Tallying the times we couldn’t find a way to breach the hold,

To break away would be a great escape from reality,

To soar and score on our own self esteem, sanity, and humanity,

The world has no boundary for the thoughts sifted by open minds,

Ideas thrashing and gashing through the barriers formed by this world,

Where due to reality one’s thoughts flee to the questions, pondering,

What now, what comes next, what is the next step I take and even so…

If I take the next step, am I going in the right direction?

Still how will I know if this step marks the end of one thing?

Or will it initiate the start of something completely new and undetected

Like ripples we influence many things with one simple action,

But we will never really know the effects the world has upon us,

Or even the true effects we have upon the world, but always remember,

Your mind is your own, and your dreams help lead the way,

Because when life leaves you in the dark, a dream is that little spark,

To set your fire ablaze, and lead you to better days.
Cutting the ties
And the weave of lies
Through the chains that bind
Weighing down with time.
Got to firmly grasp
That which doesn’t last
Got to break the hold
Got to take control.
This is my time.
My time now
Senses numb
And sanity flees
(not this time, this is my time)
All the darkness made it hard to see, the truth
(not this time, this is my time)
All the pressure pressing down on me
(not this time this is my time)
Now I feel like I can finally breath, again.
This is my time to make it right
Defenses down,
I'm tired of the fights
Break down
Embracing reality
It's not you
I'm doing this for me
I'm sick of fighting
I'm sick of hiding what's inside
No use denying
This is my ... time.
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short and simply sweet.
like a pull of a trigger.
straight and to the point...
need not any more words.
for those alone were the single bullet
headed straight for the mark that is...
a bullseye.
like sharpshooting poetics
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Just another pic i just kind of slapped togeather using the programs i had at hand at the time. It ended up being one of my favorites.
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so i had this idea to draw someone who was on the brink of exploading, trying to keep it all inside, and in the background portray his true emotions. to take whats inside and draw it on the outside... also i put him in the center where the mouth is so that, depending on how YOU see it... he is either trying to swallow his rage, or trying to get out and be heard. its all a matter of oppinion. i put a little of myself into this one.
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another reaper sketch...
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was bored. if you look on top of the tomb stone in the background you see a small figure. this is actually a creature i thought up when i was young, its a gaurdian type creature and i can't find the origional sketch... i'll just have to re-create him.
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<( Every one complains about all these problems involving computers...

And every time something goes wrong, it suddenly becomes the computer's fault,
the computers not working, it's acting up, the program isn't acting like it's supposed to, or it's to old...

But no matter what excuse is told, it's always the computers fault almost all the time they claim...

But a wise person once gave me great advice on this subject, "The computer is only as smart as the user!"

... Well i guess i'm not to intellegent myself then, huh ...)>

* The above text is for those who cant read whats in the thought bubbles*

just something i whipped up in computer lab years ago.
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Sweet Dreams Dream the Dreaming Dreamers

Sweet Dreams,
Dream the Dreaming Dreamers
Oh the Dreams,
That Dreaming Dreamers Dream….

Swiftly throughout the silent night
To Dream a Dreamers Dream
Lie your head down, tucked in tight
For nothings as it seems.
Take the woes and all your weary
And place them in your chest
Lock them up and toss the key
Tonight we get some rest
Dream my Dreaming Dreamer
Put all those things aside
Out from shadows into light
As darkness runs to hide
Dream of those who love you
Of things that make you smile
Dream of most impossible things
And of happiness for a while
Sweet Dreams my Dreaming Dreamer
When all is said and done
Rise up from your state of slumber
And greet the morning sun
Keep on moving forward
And hold your head up high
Hold on to all your Dreamful Dreams
And look up toward the skies
If one things to remember
Remember simply this
Say it, chant it, Represent it
As it flows across your lips
When life leaves you in the dark
A Dream is that little spark
To set your fire ablaze
And lead you to better days

Sweet Dreams
Dream Dreamers, Dream!
Push though the mourning’s haze
Dream on to Better days.

10/16/2010 – Matthew P. Horton (Fighter4hire)
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It does not matter where i came from.
It does not matter where i have been.
It does not matter where I am.
All that matters is Heart

Heart is made of what you feel
Heart is measured by actions
Heart is free though expression and art
All that matters is Heart

Some people disaprove of Heart
Some people wish it away
Some people ignore heart
Some people wish to stop the beat

But it cant be beat
We ARE Heart

Its in the way we move
Its in the way we flow
Its in the actions that we take
Its everywhere we go

Heart is the world
In life and beyond
We will always fight
To keep heart alive

The proof is right here
One thing i will never fear
All that truely matters
is Heart.

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Out within the shadows of the deepest darkest night
A chill shot up my spine and i knew something was not right
The hunter in me restless, i could taste it in the air
I knew, and without knowing, that this fight was far from fair
A figure now before me, so familiar, so aware
I couldnt see its face yet still i knew just what was there
This Figure now before me, and the challenge then was clear
For there was only one sound reason why he would be here
pressing forward, eyes were locked, i kept my line of sight
the fight begins, the worlds were still, an ever silenced night
Each impact, every blow, was far more painful than you'd know
as i grew tired and weiry, life was fading, time was slow
what was it i was doing, why could only i feel pain
That which i hold dear to me i'd never see again
He howled a hearty laugh as i had asked him for a name
he stared me down his eyes were cold, to him its just a game
I gathered all my strength so i could make my final stand
silently he taunted, as he raised his morbid hand
the final clash, a sudden overwhelming devastation
like a mirror, face to face, this was me, my own creation.

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