A Combination Of Quotes And Philosophical Insights

I
Poetry is the womb from which I was
born! Life, the muse, from which my
words are torn!

II
Poetry doesn't cost you anything to
write except your soul!

III
Writers are a product of their
imagination!

IV
Great Poetry is able to make its own
music!

V
I want to ABSORB, CARESS, TASTE, and,
BREATHE in the whole Universe so I can
spit it forth in my own tongue!

VI
You can't kill a Philosopher because
they're born dead!

VII
The only way you can hurt a book is
by not reading it!

VIII
It's true that words are cheap, but
it can be very costly sometimes if
they're not heeded!

IX
The pen may be mightier than the sword but the
blind ignorance of politics is more potent than
any poison known to man!

X
Tonight I dance the Dance of Death
and bow to my Soul as it departs me:

During the "Final Battle" what counts
the most, is which Soul is saved by the
Holy Ghost! !

XI
Living just for the present will
eventually make you fear tomorrow!

XII
Everyone deserves their day in the
Sun. Just don't stay out too long or
you'll get burned!

XIII
If you judge others without their
defense, prepare to be judged without
yours!

XIV
Insecurity of the corrupt will be the
destruction of the innocent!

XV
It's true that no man is an island,
but it sure doesn't take very long to
surround yourself with water!

XVI
You've got to make your own Heaven
when you're in Hell!

XVII
The Common laborer as opposed to
the dreamer/innovator:

We are either the manufacturer of
someone else's dream or the dream's
issuer; awaiting skilled, yet indifferent,
maybe even jealous hands to shape our
thoughts to form a Capitalistic reality!

XIII
I saw Truth once. It cornered me in
a dark alleyway when I was without mask
and my soul bare.

Without light to chase it away, I was illuminated:
never again to live as this World commanded!

IX
Philosophy is a lot like Russian
Roulette. You come closer and closer to
the truth of things and smile because
you've caught glimpses of it without
serious repercussions. Then the Truth
hits you full force and you're blown
away!

XX
How can you call me a rebel? I only
did what I really felt at the time! If
anything, I administered the Truth to
closed minds!

XXI
Your only true enemies are those you
create, then choose to keep, when
someone or some thing shadows you with
fear or oppression!

XXII
Everything is permissible if your
mind allows it to take form! Keeping
this in mind; nothing is illegal until
you get caught by someone whose moral
and ethical boundaries are limited
compared to yours!

XXIII
What is it about Death that we fear?
Is it not the truth of our very existence through the
eyes of an omnipotent judge?

XXIV
On the "stage" of Life it seems that
most of what "we" say or do, is really
just a mask that hides the real you!

XXV
Love is a tear of truth shed for
someone with needs far greater than your
own!

XXVI
Life can get pretty rough; on that
matter, there's no denial. So, every
now and then, what's wrong with
partaking of some form of escape to
alleviate your pains for awhile?

It seems that Life is made tolerable
only by submerging yourself in many
vices, appearing in various forms and
functions!

XXVII
In order to perfectly see through the
atomized portion of a person's psyche,
one must first be able to swallow
knowledge whole, digest the Truth, then
vomit forth all the lies meant to poison
the Soul!

XXVIII
It's. true I am a dreamer; a flame
cast out by the sun. And although I may
lose a few battles every now and then
and paradoxically get burned, I've still
gained a lot more than others have from
the victories I have won!

XXIX
Life is but a bad dream that I will
wake from only when the light of
Eternity's flame uncloses my weeping
eyes!

XXX
That which Society considers to be
"insane", is usually just the "truth"
presented in comical form!

XXXI
When you finally realize that which
was never meant to be known, prepare to
die!

XXXII
When you become "larger than life",
Life gets jealous, then swallows you
whole, digesting your power and growing
in size!

XXXIII
It seems that Love and Death are
brothers of the same passion. When you
can't find the first, you eventually
seek out the other; and He is more than
willing to accommodate your request!

XXXIV
Usually, one only begins to realize
their mortality when they are but a few
breaths away from Immortality's Gate!

XXXV
Vice makes mice of us all without our
realization. Morals and beliefs
deteriorate and soon we find ourselves
scampering about in the dark filth of
self-deception!

We hide for so long
that soon we become strangers to
ourselves ... and when that happens, we
cease to live!

XXXVI
Freedom knows not defeat!

XXXVII
We know nothing of love without
loving. We know nothing of life
without living. We know nothing of
repentance without sinning. We know
nothing of humor without grinning.
Let's face it ....... WE KNOW NOTHING!!

XXXVIII
Isn't it ironic that most
hallucinogenic and "escapist" drugs are
banned by the same society which drives
you to use them? It's because we LIVE
in a World which won't allow you to
realize the primordial and basic truths
of our very existence without chemical
assistance!

The sad part is that we must employ their
help at all to reach such states!

XXXIX
Objects possess not colors when
absent of light, nor does your soul
possess life when absent of God's
eternal gift of salvation!

XXXX
In the midst of separation, I have
become whole and in the death of flesh
and fantasy, I have found my true soul!

XXXXI
Awake! Sleep not, for the night is on fire!
Why drown your dreary day in dreams?
Embrace the shadows only visualized
by the dark side of your mind!

Out of obscurity and into the light,
I come forth to haunt you and bring
eternal night!

Dark is the night that moves like a
shroud over the day's dead!

XXXXII
From the depths of insanity's well
unpure, come demons waiting to entice
those who wish to escape reality, with
their oblivious lure!

XXXXIII
All you see before your eyes will do
nothing more than hypnotize.

Words speak not from mouth nor tongue
nor do they speak to those who care not
if the soul grows into physical heights of
truth! Come forth and gain knowledge!

I will grant thee experience and time to
perfect thy craft of enticing the
willing!

XXXXIV
After your death, I held my breath.
As vain an attempt to restore you.
Although I realize that we are born to
die, found to be lost, and try only to
fail, I still refuse to sing the blues.

I know my true voice has already been
used!

The secrets of Death will never be
known until you first embrace Life's
gifts and knowledge to the fullest.

XXXXVI
It's not truly wings that let that
newborn bird fly. It's the belief that
he can soar through the air with the
greatest of ease; racing through space,
climbing so high!

XXXXVII
That which we choose to call Life is
usually just the complete opposite, out
to destroy the real article!

XXXXVIII
When you tell someone they can't do
something, you wake from their inner consciousness
the demon's "Curiosity" and "Rebellion"!

XXXXIX
Music is the most powerful religion
in the world today! We construct alters
to convey the message that we wish to
caress our soul, if only for the moment;
then sacrifice all that we are for that
feeling over and over again! It's a
very personal experience!

L
O Lord, let me salvage the last
sunset of my youth, to guide my future
beyond the limits set before me by
previous men!

LI
O sweet Life, let me savor thy
powerful music through the ill sounds
that Humanity produces in an attempt to
drown out your caressing chords of
Truth!

LII
Wouldn't it be great if we could stop
"living" and actually become a part of
"LIFE", the eternal process?!

LIII
I don't think we realize just how
wondrous each moment of Life really is.

Behold the birds: they sing praises to
God for His gift of Life at Dawn, live
that day to the fullest, then usher in
the night with their song of thanks!

And what do we do? Curse the Sun for
waking us from a dream of "wishful
life", drudge through the day, seeking
its end, feel a sense of relief that the
day is done

Yet that lasts only for a brief second;
until we visualize the whole pitiful process;
that endless cycle called "existence" that will begin
the next day when that damn bright star
and alarm clock slaps us from the only
peace most of us will ever know....dreams
and sub-conscious thoughts of what we
wish could some day be!

LIV
I shall continue to write until the
Passionate Pen of Power is plucked from
my cold, dying hand!