Some words of Wisdom...

Some words of Wisdom from my 18 year old nephew, Zach. note: spelling and grammar are his...but I still think the kid is a genius.


LOVE?

Is love derived from the soul..... Or is this a chemical reaction ...are relationships a memorable accumulation of heart break........ Or do they amass into something that defines you as a person..... Does love leave you out in the rain......or does it take an umbrella and shelter you from the wet........ Does love create a sickness in your stomach... or does it make you float.... is infatuation your love or.....is love your infatuation??? ...


MOVEMENT OF A CLOCK

My soul is my clock.... time has stop! I stand their unable to breath, staring at myself in the eyes, as the world moves around me; i stand there in pause..... in thought....... in segregation from the world around me...... I am my own clock...... it is my choice to tick constant with normality, or change the rhythmical beat that the world imposes on me....



BLACK BLISS

....laying in bed and stareing into the pitch black and getting lost in though, my mind is a matrix of chemical expositions, and those blast waves dance like a rave in my head.....moving to alien beat,..... this music booms through the darkness, i don't understand the darkness but i embrace it ,.... it is my clarity..... the blackness is my pit of thought,..... the medical medium that moves my heart and crushes it as well.....it is my friend,...yet dangerous thing lurk in inside it,.... it is my control.....and my rage......