Memory Lane
Turn the page and feel again
Read the words and wonder
What was it that happened that day
To make me feel the way captured in writing
I take this stroll
With a mind open to expectations
Tuesday, May 7, 2019
A New Day's Choice
A New Day's Choice
Make the world a better place
By choice
Do more than survive
By choice
Be more than alive
By choice
Cast down your fear, violence, spite, and hatred
By choice
Take care of your ability to choose
Treat this ability as the powerful gift it is
Live this new day
By choice
Make the world a better place
By choice
Do more than survive
By choice
Be more than alive
By choice
Cast down your fear, violence, spite, and hatred
By choice
Take care of your ability to choose
Treat this ability as the powerful gift it is
Live this new day
By choice
Measured by Choice
Measured by Choice
I was not born in self-deprecation
I trained in the words
I use to hurt myself
I was not born in naivety
I was simply born
In the blessing that is being born
To be of pure existence
Coming from nothing more than presence
To be and only be for the sake of only being
I was not born in hatred
I was not born in spite
I was not born in violence
I was not born in fear
I was taught these things
Living life for the sake of survival
Survival is of instinct
And yet remains a part of the most civilized
The most consistently controlled
We survive
I believe
To get back
To when our survival
Did not count
On the end of others
A life of choices made
A life of choices weighed
Against our measure from birth
I was not born measured
I grew into my measurement
And continue to grow through choices
I was not born in self-deprecation
I trained in the words
I use to hurt myself
I was not born in naivety
I was simply born
In the blessing that is being born
To be of pure existence
Coming from nothing more than presence
To be and only be for the sake of only being
I was not born in hatred
I was not born in spite
I was not born in violence
I was not born in fear
I was taught these things
Living life for the sake of survival
Survival is of instinct
And yet remains a part of the most civilized
The most consistently controlled
We survive
I believe
To get back
To when our survival
Did not count
On the end of others
A life of choices made
A life of choices weighed
Against our measure from birth
I was not born measured
I grew into my measurement
And continue to grow through choices
Imperfectly Perfect Potential
Imperfectly Perfect Potential
When in your shrouded doubt
Look in me
For the light imperfect
For perfection
Cannot be you
Cannot be me
Cannot be anyone
Without perfection
We are free
Free to fall
Free to rise
Free to doubt
And free to believe
To believe
In ourselves
And in our futures unknown
Look to the lack of certainty
As the invitation to live
When in your shrouded doubt
Look in me
For the light imperfect
For perfection
Cannot be you
Cannot be me
Cannot be anyone
Without perfection
We are free
Free to fall
Free to rise
Free to doubt
And free to believe
To believe
In ourselves
And in our futures unknown
Look to the lack of certainty
As the invitation to live
Monday, April 29, 2019
4d20 Disadvantage
4d20 Disadvantage
He decides it best to be in
The one place he has ever seen the target
The smell of salt, swaying minds, and greed
Fill his nostrils, failing to distract his trained eyes
Exactly upon the hour he predicted
The man with motivations paid in bribes
Enters the perilous pub
Looking for the next installment on his lack of honor
Following the unsuspecting and unaware
Is the rogue's specialty
He follows the target all the way
Back to the central barracks
He can assume that a small army
And a fortress fortified
Stand between him
And this righteous kill
He can find no secret entrance
No way in without being seen
And while searching for his opening
He hears the voices nearby
of the armored foes that have spotted him
His story continues...
He decides it best to be in
The one place he has ever seen the target
The smell of salt, swaying minds, and greed
Fill his nostrils, failing to distract his trained eyes
Exactly upon the hour he predicted
The man with motivations paid in bribes
Enters the perilous pub
Looking for the next installment on his lack of honor
Following the unsuspecting and unaware
Is the rogue's specialty
He follows the target all the way
Back to the central barracks
He can assume that a small army
And a fortress fortified
Stand between him
And this righteous kill
He can find no secret entrance
No way in without being seen
And while searching for his opening
He hears the voices nearby
of the armored foes that have spotted him
His story continues...
3d20 Disadvantage
3d20 Disadvantage
The bandit presence removed
The bandit threat ended
The bandit leader chars in the rain
The bandits alive flee with haste
She feels herself a now empty vessel
The Lesser Goddess answered the call
And collected the toll
The War Mage's heart grows faint
The villagers cower
Leaving their hero helpless
When her need for help
Could not be more dire
This is a dad way to end
When one considers it doesn't have to be
If but one saved could step forth
Overcome their fear in name of their savior
Her eyes flinch at the raindrops falling upon her face
Her body grows colder than the storm
Her eyes stop flinching, now closed
Her body stops chilling, now still
Her story continues...
The bandit presence removed
The bandit threat ended
The bandit leader chars in the rain
The bandits alive flee with haste
She feels herself a now empty vessel
The Lesser Goddess answered the call
And collected the toll
The War Mage's heart grows faint
The villagers cower
Leaving their hero helpless
When her need for help
Could not be more dire
This is a dad way to end
When one considers it doesn't have to be
If but one saved could step forth
Overcome their fear in name of their savior
Her eyes flinch at the raindrops falling upon her face
Her body grows colder than the storm
Her eyes stop flinching, now closed
Her body stops chilling, now still
Her story continues...
2d20 Disadvantage
2d20 Disadvantage
With her new power
Comes new purpose
She will spend the rest of her life
In servitude of the greater good
Divine judgment awaits her foes
A force to be felt from her blade
She swings it now at the command
Of a deity unforgiving of evil
She must now follow the call
Ringing in her mind
And pounding in her heart
Her life is no longer hers
This is a harsh reality
One she feels unfit to live in
She has been one to help
Of this, there is no doubt
However, she is also a spirit free
Unwilling to serve blindly
Existentialistic dread
Weighs her down, frozen in fear of unflinching fealty
Her story continues...
With her new power
Comes new purpose
She will spend the rest of her life
In servitude of the greater good
Divine judgment awaits her foes
A force to be felt from her blade
She swings it now at the command
Of a deity unforgiving of evil
She must now follow the call
Ringing in her mind
And pounding in her heart
Her life is no longer hers
This is a harsh reality
One she feels unfit to live in
She has been one to help
Of this, there is no doubt
However, she is also a spirit free
Unwilling to serve blindly
Existentialistic dread
Weighs her down, frozen in fear of unflinching fealty
Her story continues...
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