De-Evolution of the Lost Kind

He isn't a Casanova, he’s just immune to love.

And it is this raw spirit of independence and liberty to do the unimaginable that women can’t resist. He's no special guy with a huge fan following, he’s a guy with a few friends, who would save him from the darkest sun. He rides alone disconnected from the world around and sings the tune that please his soul. 

This untamed beast who wants to run free resides in all of us but the ones who really live it are written in the darkest ink. 

These are the rare form of men who have fought the war against evolution and adapted to survive. These are the truly evolved wild. They hide in the shadows of day and live to shine in the night, but the world around doesn't let them breathe and turns everyone alike. 

In this world of lost individuality it is only our wild instincts and nature that truly define us and would give our lives a true sense of purpose. 

Me, Myself & My Paranoia

My Paranoia
These are not words, these are my premonitions, these are my tragedies. 
They are meant to to be offensive and deliberate attempts to please the demons who possess me. 
For the rest of you, who are not bound by the chains of society, whose soul breaths free air, will find then amusing if not narcissistic.

Myself
For the few words that see light, its hard to portray the meaning of life in words, whose life is bound by the imitations of sounds. Nor the journey of the mighty who were born to rise from the dark night nearing its destiny. 
An age of ignorance & isolation fights for its survival and the dream of salvation.

Me
Like that was ever gonna happen!

Beautiful Stranger

Beauty so intoxicating, you'll burn the world to protect it,
Innocence so pure, even the almighty will kneel for justice,
A mystery so intense, you'd give up your soul to experience,
If only words could capture the visions of spirit, the beauty as it seems would salvage so many.

Why Love

If only the beauty of the spirit matched the shine on the skin, 
The thoughts of the soul matched the voices of the mind,
The fire of passion inspired the last kiss,
Indeed only then would be worth loving.

Immortality or Mediocrity

Humans are born immortal but they lack the sanity, acumen, courage to realize & honor their purpose & destiny, thus spending their lives in pursuit of mediocrity believing immortality as unattainable and themselves as unworthy of spirituality & purity, betraying the promise & faith which was the cause of their birth.