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(they're only chasing safety)
Piano Wire Number 13
08/17/13 at 08:58 PM by sharpie_77
What really arouses one's interest?
Uncertainty?
Risk?
Mystery?

As humans,
Our minds are piqued by the unknown.
Our internal instincts naturally grasp for some sort of certainty in an uncertain realm.

Virility is possible due to our incessant need to know.
To know what's now.
To know what we're missing.

To know.

Where do we go when we die?
Do we get the gold chariot?
Do we float through the ceiling?

What you want to know?

Ask and you shall receive.
The truth will set you free.

Away to my resting quarters I go.
Fret not, however,
It's permissible to not understand what you do not know.

(they're only chasing safety)
Tags: i, will, know, truth
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Time
08/16/13 at 08:49 PM by sharpie_77
Long days give way to longer nights.
Yet I can never find enough time in a day.
Like I'm scouring the edges of the Earth in a dastardly attempt to uncover a way to make this life longer, or at least the line of this stanza.

Either way,
I'm worn out.
Worn thin.

Looking for a way out.
(Way in?)

Another Summer in the grave.
Fun while it lasted.

But.
Im gonna' stay eighteen forever.
So we can stay like this forever.

Right?
Write.

I have some time to murder.
Let's talk.

(they're only chasing safety)
Tags: i, look, for, the, edges, of, the, earth
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An Introduction Of Sorts
08/15/13 at 10:36 PM by sharpie_77
12:01 A.M. on a Friday morning.
Balance and Composure emitting from a pair of distant speakers.
Decided to fabricate a blog on a website I once fantasized writing for.
Have things to say, but can't seem to procure the words.

School.
Work.
Becoming a better writer.
B e c o m i n g a b e t t e r p e r s o n.
Stress.

Not looking for a hand out, just a hand up.
Like my old man's old man always said.

Wish I could've got to know you better Papa.

Ruminating the future.
Where will I be at year's end.
Where will I be when you decide to leave.

Converse in fragments,
For the sake of uncertainty.

12:31 A.M. on a Friday morning.
Citizen now emitting from the same pair of distant speakers.
Sleep is beginning to incessantly nag at my body's extremities.
We will speak again shortly friends.

Until then,

(they're only chasing safety)
Tags: i, speak, for, the, sake, of, uncertainty
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