Pyro
Bluelighter
Fear.
Contemplate it.
It is nothing.
Be calm.
Be quiet.
Watch as nothing happens.
Don't be afraid to speak.
Don't be afraid to make noise.
Don't be afraid to laugh.
Strength.
Find it.
It is in the mind.
It is truely within.
It is not a thing.
It is not physical.
Give.
A life without gifts is dull.
Give selflessly.
Give when you have nothing.
Give and expect nothing back.
Give thoughtfully.
Give with care.
Far too often I find myself looking away too quickly. With the idea that I already know what I'm going to see. I see whatever I preconcieved. When I want to see the truth, my vision is stead-fast. I believe that people reflect their truest feelings in their physical appearance. When they try to front, they are lying... and lies are transparent to everyone. Beyond their front is the impulse that tells the truth. Watch as people unfold themselves for the compassionate heart.
I desire a quick fix. Masturbation is the same idea. Channel and focus your hedonistic urges into constructive things. Now is the peak season for sexuality. Since I have no outlet, I must focus this energy and use it to my own will... not the will of my desires.
My body wants to be sheltered and comfortable. My body wants to run fast from harms way. My body wants to keep from pain. My mind wants to grow, as I search for wisdom. I must deny my body what it wants. My body is corrupt, so I must keep it under the strictest of control.
And I can no longer have meaningless sexual relationships. The heaviest pains in my heart are caused by the times I spent with women who meant nothing. I will purify this body. I will make these eyes see again. I will this to happen, thus it is already done. Work is the only thing left, and work is nothing as long as I deny my body.
Yes I am enthralled with you. I know you. Now I'm just sifting through the grains of sand. Each grain is a different woman. You are all beautiful, yet not all for me. I can see through all of your corruptions to your potential beauty. Your vices are your vices alone, and I won't be dragged down with you.
When I meet her, she will elevate me upward and support me with her words. In exchange I will do everything for her. I've already made this promise to myself.
... waiting.
Tim
(Pyro)
Contemplate it.
It is nothing.
Be calm.
Be quiet.
Watch as nothing happens.
Don't be afraid to speak.
Don't be afraid to make noise.
Don't be afraid to laugh.
Strength.
Find it.
It is in the mind.
It is truely within.
It is not a thing.
It is not physical.
Give.
A life without gifts is dull.
Give selflessly.
Give when you have nothing.
Give and expect nothing back.
Give thoughtfully.
Give with care.
Far too often I find myself looking away too quickly. With the idea that I already know what I'm going to see. I see whatever I preconcieved. When I want to see the truth, my vision is stead-fast. I believe that people reflect their truest feelings in their physical appearance. When they try to front, they are lying... and lies are transparent to everyone. Beyond their front is the impulse that tells the truth. Watch as people unfold themselves for the compassionate heart.
I desire a quick fix. Masturbation is the same idea. Channel and focus your hedonistic urges into constructive things. Now is the peak season for sexuality. Since I have no outlet, I must focus this energy and use it to my own will... not the will of my desires.
My body wants to be sheltered and comfortable. My body wants to run fast from harms way. My body wants to keep from pain. My mind wants to grow, as I search for wisdom. I must deny my body what it wants. My body is corrupt, so I must keep it under the strictest of control.
And I can no longer have meaningless sexual relationships. The heaviest pains in my heart are caused by the times I spent with women who meant nothing. I will purify this body. I will make these eyes see again. I will this to happen, thus it is already done. Work is the only thing left, and work is nothing as long as I deny my body.
Yes I am enthralled with you. I know you. Now I'm just sifting through the grains of sand. Each grain is a different woman. You are all beautiful, yet not all for me. I can see through all of your corruptions to your potential beauty. Your vices are your vices alone, and I won't be dragged down with you.
When I meet her, she will elevate me upward and support me with her words. In exchange I will do everything for her. I've already made this promise to myself.
... waiting.
Tim
(Pyro)
