TheMindofAStarSeed

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AFRAID NO MORE by TheMindofAStarSeed, literature

?Puzzled? by TheMindofAStarSeed, literature

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?Puzzled?

From whence came the surreal adaptation of living under scrutinized tyranny, now manifested through indigence, a man ventures forth the untraveled roads of the future in hopes of preluding an epilogue of derivatives. No sooner that emancipating himself from the womb of existence and entering the fold of time and space, he appears only a figment of fractured punditry. Therefore, beholding his enlightenment was shrouded in conspiracy and vague malignant representations of a darker tributary.

A Self Reflection... by TheMindofAStarSeed, literature

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A Self Reflection...

How does one lose the ability to love who they are? How can one soul torment itself constantly? Why? Questions I find myself asking everyday. Answers- well I have none to give. I hate myself for everything... Though I am a kind person with a big heart, I break down myself in the eyes of others too much. I cower and sink to the deepest depths of depressed loathing. Deprive myself of love that should be given fully. I give all of my heart and soul to others and leave none to the landscapes of my own imagination. I only pity my despair and envy the hearts of others. My sin is not knowing how to love myself. Therefore not truly being able to ma

I Miss You by TheMindofAStarSeed, literature

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I Miss You

I miss your smile and the sound of your voice. Given the option there would be only one choice. I miss your laughter and the smell of your skin and the compromising position that you put me in. I miss the way you look at me, the feeling of joy that any could see. I miss holding hands and kissing your lips. Caressing your body with my fingertips. I miss how you get angry and sort of pout.. even the moments when you'd scream and shout. I miss hearing stories of things that you've done. Like traveling the world, all the places you've gone.. I miss you ever presently so. so many reasons why I want you to know That I mis

Apology by TheMindofAStarSeed, literature

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Apology

As the memories of yesteryear fade away to darkened fear. As lights go on then off again were you family or were you friend? Was it significant? Was it love? Was it angels or demons above? Is there a reason, after all this time, That now you bring this to my mind? IS there hope for us still yet. Can you tell me how we met? Though this answer is unwritten I can see that you are smitten. Forgive my tresspass I apologize dearly, But to know who you are I could see more clearly. Then this apology would be right as it should. A testimony in truth easily i could. I am sorry....whoever you. for i do not remeber the name or the fac

Tribute by TheMindofAStarSeed, literature

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Tribute

"We live in succession, in division, in parts, in particles. Meantime within man is the soul of the whole; the wise silence; the universal beauty, to which every part and particle is equally related, the eternal ONE. And this deep power in which we exist and whose beatitude is all accessible to us, is not only self-sufficing and perfect in every hour, but the act of seeing and the thing seen, the seer and the spectacle, the subject and the object, are one. We see the world piece by piece, as the sun, the moon, the animal, the tree; but the whole, of which these are shining parts, is the soul." Written By Ralph Waldo Emerson. A tribute to Tr

The Dream by TheMindofAStarSeed, literature

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The Dream

Translucent hues of the world around me, visions of unbridled fantasies surrounding. Taking a moment to capture the truth, unraveled mysteries by precarious sleuth. Slumbering away in this vast monolith, casting arms stretched, someone I'm with. Holding tightly the heart that binds, uncontrollable feelings swirl our minds. Soaring earth and flooding cloud, echoing whispers shouting out loud. Cities crumble and planets collide, running, running, nowhere to hide. Tears trickle down, icy memoirs abound, my companion lost, never to be found. A flutter of wings, orchestrating symphonic tones, reaping the graves of dust-ridden bones. The wa

The Man in a Box by TheMindofAStarSeed, literature

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The Man in a Box

I'm not a famous composer, or someone who gets closure. Nor do I have many things, for I am the man in a box. Sometimes I get to be under a bridge and watch cars wizz by, sometimes its the smelly reminants of yesterdays garbage that sits as my neighbor... why? Often, I find a cozy back alley way, settled in and ready to pray. I am the man in a box. There are even times when I shower and shave, a chance to feel alive and not look so grave. A warm bed and some food to eat, shelter from my box, away from the street. People find themselves looking, some might feel sorry or hand me some cash. While othe

Untitled Story by TheMindofAStarSeed, literature

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Untitled Story

The crisp and tantric twilight of the old Maple Grove Graveyard, illuminated by the bluish glow of the full moon, grew colder as an elderly man dressed in a pinstripe suit and talored top hat stood alone under the trees. The wind bellowed through the willows and tall oaks that were canoping him on the hilltop that he stood perched upon. His gaze was fixated deeply and silently at a cool moss-riden headstone lying before him. It read in large letters, "HERE LIES THE BELOVED MEREDITH LOUISE ELLENS.. 1908 - 1999." Tears began to trickle slightly down his face, as he reached for a han

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Subliminal Crime by TheMindofAStarSeed, literature

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Subliminal Crime

I'm Chillin' like a villian with Bob Dylan. Killin' time to mastermind a subliminal crime, suited to find the fine line of a lyrical rhyme that sends shivers to your spine and all in good time. We were smoking the kind and drinking some wine seeking answers not randomly taught, but more-so ever prodominatly thought. With the money we brought, people we sought, to enlighten and brighten the ever darkening plot. Musically inclined to disable your mind, while the blind lead the blind for a good ol' fashion american fun time. Jesuits and Capuchans smoking with contraband still linger, flippin' the finger. While my wor

Choice and Consequence by TheMindofAStarSeed, literature

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Choice and Consequence

Life is like a pendulum....left to right, up and down, to and from. More importantly life is a choice. Thats all it's ever been. You can choose to be happy and you can choose to be sad. You may protray yourself as a kind and generous individual, or manifest as something horribly dark and violent. Whatever the case may be, it all coincides with choice. I choose to be happy in life. My choices in the past have left me very unhappy, even repulsed by the incinuatiuon that everything was perfect. It wasn't. Whether it was a new job, or a new relationship, I chose to be selfless. It ended with me being alone. Angry. Used. Manipulated. I found i

A chance encounter by TheMindofAStarSeed, literature

I am Just a man by TheMindofAStarSeed, literature

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I am Just a man

I am just a man, lost without a trace, looking for some answers in an unfamiliar place, walking like a zombie, down a road that no one knows, reprimand this fellow, from the gallows of his soul, I am just a man longing for whats right, the simpliest endeavors of suplimental light, I am just a man living with disgrace, i am just a man who needs to know his place, searching for whats out there among this our human race.

I Miss You by TheMindofAStarSeed, literature

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I Miss You

The Road To Oblivion.. by TheMindofAStarSeed, literature

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The Road To Oblivion..

Time passes swiftly the eyes of ever watchful angels, gathering a collective entity pouring out into fields of longing expectations. Casting light and dark of bewildering manifestations. Hard is the road of life, we tresspass, filled with twist and turns. Desire of conviction and truth of ambiguity, I hunger for sustanacial evidence that I truly am where I need to be. Through space and concisousness I travel in my unseen dreams. Could it be that the road to oblivion is really nothing to me? Triggered by unthought parralles and altered realities, pacing down halls of a restless viseage. The road to oblivion's realm, deep within the walls of my

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Artist // Literature

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Deviant for 17 years
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Current Residence: Las Vegas, NV
Favourite genre of music: Rock/Pop Rock
Favourite photographer: Alicia Raft
Favourite style of art: PhotoShop, Manipulated, Real Life.....
Operating System: it's called my brain, but i suppose this is important why?
MP3 player of choice: Rhapsody
Shell of choice: hmm....think i like....confidence, yeah thats a great shell.
Wallpaper of choice: something fantasy based
Skin of choice: the opposite sex, yeah too cliche....how bout....modern day...clay
Favourite cartoon character: Foamy the Squirrell.
Personal Quote: "Take me as I am or not at all."

Favourite Visual Artist

Leonardo Davinci, Oilsoaked and Limetastic

Favourite Movies

Mirrormask, Willow, Harry Potter...so it's movies, so what

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Our Lady Peace, Raine Maida

Favourite Writers

Edgar Allen Poe, Robert Frost, Mick Priestly

Favourite Games

Final Fantasy (III for DS) VII, VIII, IX, X,( III for Super Nintendo) BIOSHOCK for the PC

Favourite Gaming Platform

RPG, Action Adventure, Playstation,Wii, Gamecube

Tools of the Trade

Inspiration, from truth and feeling. Understanding of everything and nothing. Word pad, Windows.

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Everything, mainly life and music and any art form.

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TheMindofAStarSeed

Mar 7, 2016

A New Beginning It has been awhile since the last time these hallowed pages adorn the words of my thoughts and experiences. I have left the void of an under toned, malignant cancer that plagued my existence in the form a relationship that festered ...

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TheMindofAStarSeed

Feb 16, 2013

The unseen Future

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Well my devious friends, it has been far too long since I graced these pages with my words and thoughts.  So here is a "NUTSHELL" to sum up everything that has happened since I don't remember when.  I found a young woman, Colleen, we had a rocky first couple of years, we moved to the central coast, had our daughter Nevaeh Faye, then everything went very very south in our relationship, fights escalating from shouting to vile and vulgar screaming,, Our child need not hear the things that were said by both of us, A domestic violence dispute put my in count jail, I found my faith and a new sense of understanding the importance of family, lost my

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TheMindofAStarSeed

Sep 19, 2007

A letter of Importance

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Through the course of several years of my life I have had many friends. Those of you who know me, I have always tried to remain generous and kind. I would give the shirt off my own back and freeze if it helped someone I knew or was close to. Those whom I have never aqquaintanced, nice to meet you it is an honor. I am writing this journal to express an open invitation to all and any who might want a new friend.  A letter if you will to those reading, an extension of self in the most realistic sense. I am giving myself to you. My heart, my soul, my emotions, all to you. Through my writing I try to identify life in general from sadness to overwh