<font color="green">waiting for the other shoe to drop upon the savage soul within
there is no fool but one who cannot know the depths of reality
perhaps the knowledge prevents the enjoyment of subtle pleasures considered within the definition of life?
ah the outpouring of dispair reigns within who speaks such nonsense and spouts such ignorance as one such as I?
from whence I came I cannot return for the powers that be will not have me
I find no trouble save my own self which none can do regardless
sky sighs is that so new? Some members dare say stop.
what with cheshire cats and demons abounding and thoughts of death and life? the world is not safe from all who push to enter into confrontation nay say I from daggers that stab towards my very soul
and who can laugh but me when they miss my being but pierce my mind?
ah yes the powers that exude the very strength of darkside politics await my misstep
and who is this that shares the gloom and struggles of such realms? Can one so insignificant and troubled dispel nay not even convey the harm done nor the future demise of the surface
feel no obligation to join in the mind of one who has found such valley of thought then share what you will and see if any thought of it can penetrate the depths of such a monger as me
and where would all this feeling be, that others suggest I have?
there is none but vagueness surrounding the void
and you another pilgrim? what say you of your journey?
can you denote your footsteps plain or mirey? and lead me to find such as you have?
sigh
within what realm shall I portray the aspect of travel?
there is no hope around that I find there is no shadow of truth
only the infinitous calls to the beyond without such response I find none
it's all too much can I say more? how can one know when reaching the boundaries of sanity if there is any path more to take?

it's all too much can I say more? how can one knows when reaching the boundaries of sanity if there is any path more to take?
and what perchance did thus be viewed at edges' path of end?
alas I follow a path unknown to all but my future
and what prey tell did you find at the edge of returnlessness?
: there are no stories that differ here only the wisdom absorbed, do tell of wise and sage advice for one who stumbles before you
and once the learning has failed to be, regardless of trial and error what say you to the falling spirit who thus agrees wtih you?
of bones or sinew I know not but what withers the mind of thought...
: can anyone acknowledge this? ah I fear all is lost.
and who shall call upon the name of one who finds the path?
I know of no such worth. It eludes the soundest mind and mine is not within that clause.
sigh and thus it goes alone again with none to share my journey. What have I to do but scare away those that understand? Is there no sanity amongst the feeble whos dearth is followed true?
my mind insists there is no way to continue.
nay noone shares this path I take.
they are but illusions of materiel too transparent to view.
will none return but leave me to my thinkings?
I pause for such to find me. alas I fear there are none. is there no one to find me?
my failing sight refuses to find the very thing I need
and hands that long since lost the ability
lose track of time so important to fulfill the ways of life my ramblings consist of insignificantly mindful thinkings.