GI100 Book #2...random attempts at poetry. |
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A second attempt at "Give It 100!" ![]() These are just rough sketches and ideas that are barely a little more rounded-out...they're not perfect but they're gonna be good enough to share here at least. Your comments, support, and words of encouragement will be greatly appreciated! |
6-13-17 ![]() We are born from elements; what if, like friendships, we regenerated? Our best features could manifest every few decades to meet again and create the world we desire. The cycle picks up where we left off. Our origins, consisting of the sleight of hand perpetrated by our souls' elemental fingerprints, could be debated by historians throughout time and twisted to fit their selfish agendas, will be known only for certain by us. This is history walking and paradox talking; unbelievably seen so much so to make liars out of most. For we are how we breathe into and out of each other. |
6-13-17 ![]() Let history not judge us by race, religion, gender, or any affiliation. Period. We should all be known by what we do best. If everyone has one specific talent from a core of the four elements: fire, water, wind, and earth; we are equals in that you need me as much as I need you and they need us. Nothing means anything without everything working together, and that includes us. |
6-13-17 ![]() What's it feel like to be a post-modern industry, dying? You jumped to one too many conclusions; now you can't fall for standing. These days that many shades of blue will never look good on you unless it's beside the sea of self-pity you've relaxed in after a steady diet of yourself. And I love that you're too proud to say you're stuck when we all know the wheels are turnin' but there's no place to go. You can't just be. You can't let it be. |