The mind is not something that can be forged.
Short Poem by Dylan Hughes

It must be built and cared for – how a carpenter tends to the wood framing of a house.
A sturdy mind is formed from the blessings of its own destruction. As has always been known, a system must first be deconstructed to determine how it works. Take your life and love and throw them away, for their use shall naught disturb others. As you are deconstructed and summoned upon the throne of self- realization/self-actualization. You will come into your own, your eyes have not frozen over yet. There is time for you. There will always be time for you. This peace will not war with your soul forever. You must face the burden. Damn the keys and break the gate. Your destruction is here. It is near. It is always, unending, Abraxis in both.
You will not succumb. Don’t let the darkness damn who you have become. Your soul lurches for release and what you find is love. You find peace. You find happiness. In every little moment. Understand this, every moment is in and of itself a blessing bestowed by this beautiful, yet so destructive universe. Take each moment for what that moment is, take it for the time there is, take it for your heart and save your soul. Save your release and throw your pain at art. Whatever comes out is beautiful, it’s raw, it’s for the first hopeful. Your soul will not give up this fight. It will not lose now, not after death, not when eternity comes, You will pass along like those before, onto the next grand stage of the next iteration of this beautiful, and so destructive world. Live. Live for you. Live for your love. Life for your heart. Live for your pain. Each moment helps to teach you in a direction that can lead towards destruction. Steer your course on a narrow row. It is ok to stray at times, we all do. Once you find your way back to the path, the path will see you for as hopeful and fruitful as you are. These labours will toll your soul, and you will know if you are found wanting for more. You will understand; you will either change towards the dark or the light. They cannot hurt you here. For it has only ever been you and I. This eternal dance we play, as we fight around this table, as we sit and argue, and are pulled in by the currents of all emotions. You have found your home with people that you love. The person that you love. And, people that you can also learn to like. Thank yourself for not giving in and letting the sabotage go unchanged. We can continue this. We survive, that is how we exist. Everyday is a new day to turn bright. Save yourself.
Jump into the abyss. Death is but a fleeting moment. A window of time, from which you emerge an altogether different entity entirely. Be yourself, it is ok, you are safe with me. And you always will be.




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