Looking at the fragments of a mirror we used to know.
Piece together the on going tragedy.
Discover the destruction we Wrought.
Smile anyway.
Growing pains. Time to set aside the past and set about the future.
Friday, January 24, 2014
Sunday, January 12, 2014
No More Heros
There are no more heroes anymore, since everyone has their own intentions, their own motivations, their own drives and needs, that subvert their purest attempts at doing the right thing.
There are no more heroes anymore, because they all get off on playing the hero. Doing the right thing for the wrong reason, is like doing the wrong things for the right reasons. In the end, it's just as confusing as doing the right things for the right reasons, and leaves you about as bewildered as before.
By my own declaration that there are no more heroes, I swear I will never look to secret journals to find the fragment of truth, that hide in the longest hour of night, the darkest hour of the heart and the darkest corners of consciousness.
There are no more heroes anymore, because they all get off on playing the hero. Doing the right thing for the wrong reason, is like doing the wrong things for the right reasons. In the end, it's just as confusing as doing the right things for the right reasons, and leaves you about as bewildered as before.
By my own declaration that there are no more heroes, I swear I will never look to secret journals to find the fragment of truth, that hide in the longest hour of night, the darkest hour of the heart and the darkest corners of consciousness.
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