"Pure as we begin Pure as we come in Pure as we begin Ruled by will alone
Pure as we begin Here we have a stone Gather, place, and erase soon Shelter turns to home Pure as we begin Here we have a stone Throw to stay the stranger Swore to crush his bones Ruled by will alone" Tool, Intension
That is how I feel my life is going, like a weird scale. It is all balance by the amount of apathy one feeds me, how much if fuels me to care. I am poised to be a very emotional person, one who uses his emotions to guide himself through the darkest planes and pallets of life. I can't believe I let emotion take me by the reigns like that, but it all ties into how eccentric I can be, and probably am all around. Being congenial is a double edged sword; no one values sincerity, or honesty, or good will anymore. Its truly disgusting, but enough with my critiques of man-kind; after all, I am apart of what disgusts me, and I can exemplify what I detest. I just notice how the shallow challenges me to create depth.
If whether or not we care, If ever or not we try, Whenever a person has dared, but never once relied, On just evoking fare.
My emotions are fare, Emotions bridle, Bond me in a stare, Leaving me to cry, Once seeming extreme to bear,
I wish to break the chain I wish to break away, Never again will they gain, nor me at bay...
.......................................................I need to fixate on what made my poetry, or me interesting.
Okay that aside.
Anyone have any ideas on game engines?
Like which ones actually work, would be appreciated...
Duece
Reznor_Rex · Fri Jan 12, 2007 @ 01:02am · 0 Comments |