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"What would you do if you knew you could not fail?" Ask yourself this question and answer it with your actions.
-EH

Untouchable...

Untouchable is what and how I choose to be… you wish, if only for only one night you could be me. I see through your flaws and passed the errors of your ways. My purpose and process has nothing to do with you and is never affected by you, my consideration has nothing to do with you and is in spite of you. I feel no empathy only the rising resentment which stimulates my growth. I am on a rampage, showing no mercy to wealth and with zero time for emotions. There are no jokes in the words I speak, only the presence of passion, and a thriving excessive psychotic determination that wills for success. The phrase "I can't" has no place in my vocabulary. The supposed importance of my life that you see to be linked to monetary means is true but please oh please let me reassure you that my goals and future are in focus of one progressive subject and topic, CHANGE… and the only reasoning I can come up with, specifically, as to why I can "lol" to the subject I speak so eloquently on is simple: Goals and dreams are for the hopeful, so let me state firmly, I have chosen to create and develop change, and without a doubt this is my destiny… Cliché, yes, is what your ears may have detected, but truth is my only preference, so with love and gratitude I address the issues at hand and demand your attention, for honestly who else will you listen to or can even bare to watch.

-EH

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"Some say that dreams are for children and that when you grow up reality sets in and your dreams are deferred, but I say, if you remain a child at heart and always maintain the a will to achieve, your dreams will no longer be burdens of sadness but balloons that float to never-ending heights and you will fly like a kite reaching beyond the moon and the stars. So dream big and with a childish heart, allowing no one to steal your smile"
-EH  

Oh So Sweet...

Hooked like a sugar-fin, these sweet whispers are more then just music to her ears. Lying awake unable to greet slumber with a simple kiss, her eyes dream the dreams of queens and kings. No worries pierce her thoughts tonight, only graceful transitions from one slide to the next provide milliseconds for negative reflection. Reading the script of his mind like a grade A student she finds no need for interruption, her timely anticipations leaves room for subtle glances into the future. In this spirit hearts race and veins pulsate with the gradual escalation of an inescapable feeling. She dances not in a vertical formation but in all sorts of arrangements, holding nothing short of sweet fulfillments. With her glass half full, there are no feelings of emptiness but merely sounds of passion smeared across these faces.  Linked like charms on a bracelet the reoccurrence of friction sculpts an elegant figure, one not from scratch but molded with every fiber of her being. Eruptions play one on top of another allowing for constant beginnings, no formulated endings, but in those last minutes pain is relinquished.

-EH            

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"There is nothing easy about starting over, even if there is a change in scenery, if you are still you nothing will seem new"
-EH  

A Different Me...

Change is irrefutable and the reality slowly settling on your brain is that you don’t know me! Your sunrises were fallacies and at nightfall all that is left to be seen is who I have become in spite of you. Who that is, is untamable which only reiterates the reasons why you don’t know me. These chains you've wrapped tightly around my fate required no key to unlock and if there is a God then only he can predict what unsettling futures await. Freedom is what you kept from me and life is what I stole in the night. My shadows were pleasantly unseen and creations of mayhem, like breakfast lunch and dinner, satisfied my appetite. Control is what once fueled your impression of me but this me, whom you don’t know, sees no time on the clock. The ticking that was once heard has faded into the background, overwhelmed by the bass beating through these speakers. Your favorite song is what I once was, but that unrecognizable melody you keep hearing played over the radio, whispers the simplest words “You Don’t Know Me”.

-EH      

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“Loss and possession, death and life are one, There falls no shadow where there shines no sun.”- Hilaire Belloc