a simple man,
who enjoys the simple pleasures in life.

i learn through living,
and am living to learn.
but somtimes i gotta fuck up more than once to get the point

knowing how to think,
is just as important as knowing what to think

the good, the bad, the happy, the sad
experience and appreciate them all

extreme yin & yang personified.
ignorant onlookers claim its just melodramatized.
honest eyes only lie through a misinterpretation of bold stares as cold glares.
low & behold there's
defense mechanisms that reflect wisdom prisms
and resurrect prisons. solitarily confined in one's own mind
doing one's own time. the known blind is not to blame for pain inflicted due to canine restricted areas causing hysterias various insecurities' origin to keep orbiting. but most fear exploring them cause when the ameoba like contortion ends and your intangible grasp on your past tightens and frightens all monsters back under the bed and in closets, it begins all over again