Sith Creed

"Peace is a lie. There is only passion. Through passion, I gain strength. Through strength, I gain power. Through power, I gain victory. Through victory, my chains are broken."
-the Sith Creed

24 June 2012

Deadlines and Crossroads: Day 3

Made that Uptown money today... Gonna have a good day tomorrow.

22 June 2012

Deadlines and Crossroads: Day 2

So I went and took care of my vehicle registration today. I actually made enough money yesterday to foot the bill. But also on a side note. I was taken to a very angry place. I had to scream my frustrations out of me. It was pretty epic. But later on I was able to regain my composure and have a very successful night working.

So successful, I was given the chance to wait on the band Tonic. Yeah, I know. The same Tonic. I didn't believe it at first but I talked to Rob today and he told me who they were and helped me piece together who I met. Something told me to look them up last night but I was in such a lousy mood that I pushed to the back of my mind. Hell they even invited me to go to their show. Which I should but only have enough money for DnB or them.

I don't know if you could tell but I am in a much better mood.

21 June 2012

Deadlines and Crossroads: Day 1

11:12 am
A glimmer of light flickered in a familiar corner. I basked in its warmth. I chuckled at its familiarity. I longed to let it bring be back to the surface. Its face and smile something I have not felt in a long time. I let the light sparkle and then fade, welcoming the darkness back in once more.

12:45 pm
The beast within hungers. I can't feed him until my day's mission is complete. I hope its hunger does not slow me down.

2:27 pm
The beast has been fed yet still hungers. I have given it all it needs. Maybe a midday nap will calm it down a bit. There is no telling...

20 June 2012

Deadlines and Crossroads: Day 0

I have stripped my face of my smile
I glare at people with a hateful scowl
I strangle every drop of sweat with an abrasive towel.
I collapse into a robe of flesh and torment
I relapse into a globe of dregs and lament
Hope is the plaque I scrape from my teeth.

Treasured, the smiles and positive thoughts
Buried and found, the falsest of worn out wrought
That day, that chapter, the first time I was dismayed
is now a fragment of illusion dismantled and frayed
I can smell your fear, thick like rain
I can smell your lust, a stench like pain
I can feel your thrust, quenched while I'm slain
I can fuel your thirst, yet you drink my bane
I can end your hurts, but my emotions you drain
Hope is a rejection you cannot explain.

Deadlines and Crossroads...

I am on a very wonderful journey. It is taken me back into the shadows. Back into the darkness, so to speak. It is a place that I never intended to return. Over the next month, I will be exploring that darkness and try to post some insight of what I have found. I may become a different person in the process. I may remain the same. The one thing I do know is this reversion will better me. 

The universe is trying to take away some things from me. I refuse. The universe is also trying to force me into a place I desired to escape. I cannot let myself revisit that place. 

Bear with me as I travel down these possibilities and discover what is truly meant for me on the other side...