Directed Subliminal's

we have to make it be... cause i don't ever want to be the "what might have been"... just a memory... a product of missed opportunity....

i don't want to be a missed opportunity.
hold on to this.. we have to make it be. hold on to me.. don't let me fade into the past.... the part that don't ever last.

let's make this last. too many things don't last. i want to be in everything, everywhere, and forever besides you... timeless and endless.... because i don't want an end this time... i want to be permanently engraved... in you and everything that you are.

you are everything to me. you are in everything that i am. i am this way because of you. this is about you. there's you in everything i'm about. everything is about you. you are everything to me. it's always been about you.

Artistic Freedoms

you make sense of my nonsense,

and all of the parts of my being, as well as all of the characteristics that i possess,

you understand. 

you understand that some people aren't meant to be understood. 

 

I'm always so misunderstood..... 

and somehow, it all makes sense to me now.

how every time i've been told that i make "no sense"; it wasn't that i made "no sense", but rather that they couldn't make any sense of me.... 

 

why are you that way?

why do you do that? 

why? ....... 

because i am. because i do.

and the problem is not that i am or that i do... but rather that you won't let me be. 

 

why am i the one who needs to change, when you are easily capable of adapting?

 

it all makes sense to me now.... 

how there's so much sense to nonsense.... 

how some people and things aren't meant to be understood, but rather accepted, acknowledged, rejected.

 

you make sense of my nonsense.....

without the need to explain or justify. 

you understand that not everything i am or do will always be understood. 

and that liberates me... 

it free's me... 

to put all of what i am into all, and everything, that i do.

 

this is not to be understood... 

but rather acknowledged... accepted.... rejected.

because everything isn't meant to be understood....

and a lot of things and people don't and won't ever make any sense. 

as soon as you grasp that,  you'll understand... it will make perfect sense.

 

because i just want to be acknowledged... accepted.... rejected. 

because this is all nonesense... but i promise it'll makes sense to someone... 

 

so don't tell me that i don't make any sense when you can't make any sense of me... 

don't tell me that you don't understand, is that understood? 

let me be. 

le me do. 

acknowledge, accept, reject. 

my nonesense makes sense.... 

i'll never be understood... and you understand. 

Maze

Conversations had on Mars... explaining souls to someone from Jupiter. 

Our soul is a never ending maze and the people that engrave themselves are not the ones who make it to the end (because there is no end), but the ones that don't get lost along the way... For every imperfection we posses, is a dead end in our maze; and every virtue, is a secret pathway that leads further in to our depthless core...

The people that engrave themselves inside of us are the one's that find their way through the darkest corners of this labyrinth buried somewhere deep inside of us...  These people don't overlook our flaws, but rather understand that dead ends(flaws) are components of a maze.... Yet, they still desire to go on. These people are the ones who don't need to lay out our imperfections and virtues on a scale to see that our virtues outweigh the number of flaws that we posses .. Which make's us, us.

I think that every person has a maze inside of them that protects intruders from violating them. I believe everyone's maze is different in complexity..... The walls and roads that make up our internal mazes are a direct result of the experiences, encounters, values, believes, and ideas we posses. I think some people have an unsolvable maze that goes on forever inside of them... We call that maze a soul...