I'd never quit on what's called passion,
but my heart and mind dedicated to
this manifestation are faded, almost beaten
death's invitation knocks me down, eaten
from my thoughts that's far away home..
What's dead is already lost,
it comes before I gave my source,
no matter how tired my existence
my heart is beating still,
my mind have chosen to stay awake
and see what is real.
After april's windy session
darkness vanished and sun came
rain stopped and flowers drew
each corner making beautiful view.
-t.f.s.
“I also feel like traveling and getting to know the literatures of foreign countries.”
— Hermann Hesse, from a letter to Alfred Schlenker, wr. c. November 1914
They asked me what it's like to be the oldest soul. But souls have no age, they just transfer anywhere in their free lives, being capable of creating many stories in many places. They aren't like us, they can be invisible and you won't feel them, but they embrace your whole material body while they are the anchor. I hope you understand how bad is to be the prisoner. They are the feeling you cannot stand up from bed. The noise that comes out from your head. The freedom you've been longing for. But souls need escape. They are just tired living inside a body,like they are locked in another space of chaos. Try to reach yourself by being productive in the name of nature.
Oh, to be loved is not to sit and talk,
It's not drinking each other's blood,
It is a pure magic- to help and learn,
growing does matter, It's how we born,
this is a way of healing of broken hearts,
that's the true feeling when I see your eyes,
when they sparkle like I've never seen before,
and the pain releases, we prepare for inside-war.
Oh, to be loved is to see through darkness,
Through your path showing the unknown,
It is how to set it free, and we'll no longer
be incapable, separated and not enough.
To be loved is to be "you and me",
to feel it as long as you breathe,
as long as you stay to live.
-t.f.s.
Malevolence
through the eyes of a child's pray ,
devil was once an angel .
-t.f.s.
“Passion changes it, the depth and timbre of voice, the sound of your name.”
— Haiku on Life by Tyler Knott Gregson
"The truth sure can taste very sweet sometimes,but it can be very salty,that's why we love to lie."
My feelings are not just a phase,they are valid. My existence is a value, and It needs to be heard especially when people try to act awful and selfish on you. What's your goal? If you have one,then you're already going there. Because no one can stop you. And no one ever will. Tears are a privacy shelter from other faces and honestly beauty can be found in pieces. But i know,one day or one year I'll truly understand what made me feel to be unwanted/unrealized personality character from a movie that's never real.
-t.f.s.