I Want to marry a god.

A god. A god of all gods.

I want my children to be powerful. Half mighty & half thinking they are mighty.

They will take over the world. Kill who they please. (Evil obviously). But, what is evil? They might be evil.

I want a god. god of all gods. Sex, music, art.

I didn't say money or power?

No.

I don't care! I just want a god.

He's gonna be there. I might love him. I might not. But I will still marry a god.

My children will be gods too. They are gonna love this god.

This god is gonna give me wings. I will fly away whenever I need to but I will still have a god.

Infatuation maybe? Desire?

Hey, future god...

I know I want you.

You will want me too.

Let's be happy.

Make me happy dear god.

I'm waiting. Patiently with my flaws but flawless love.

When I'm ready you'll come get me right?

& I will marry a god.

Me.

The story : The Zombie.

I never liked him. Simply put & most sincerely said. For months. That existence was a bore. An asshole he is I always taught. Not even his face could change my mind.

O wait. Isn’t that me? Smiling. Chilling. Burning trees. With that asshole?

Yeah. I'm bored. But most importantly, I'm hungry. I want that brain. I want stimulation. Can I explore his mind? How deep is it? I want to calculate that depth.

But wait.

In his mind, all he wants is the box. No. The being he wants too. But the box he KNOWS he will get.

He did get the box & I got his soul. Let's weigh that shall we?

I expected different but my sin overcame more.

Addiction. I am the addiction now.

My face, my smile... my energy.

But I took his energy. Not his inadequacy. I keep taking that life don't call me a murderer I'm just constantly hungry.

Is that a smile I see? Concern? Care? He wants to hold me? You want me now? All hours?

I said nothing & I slept.

What am I listening to now? Here's a few.

I just got the most positive message anybody who's trying to voice out their thoughts could ever receive.

Sometimes, I feel when I write or exploit my thoughts; I am the only one I connect with. It's not depressing but just rather sad that most people would judge without understanding a different concept of life.

This life motivated me to create my own world. I live That life. The open life. I believe hiding your true identity & ways from the world will eventually kill you... slowly. I was dying in my own self a few years ago, believing the stereotypical ways of Humans.

So much time was needed for me to understand The Self & accept The Self.

Accepting was one of the best things I could ever do for myself.

Accepting, not only the rights but the wrongs too. By accepting I corrected what had to be corrected & appreciated, loved & worked with what I was given.

Knowing that all that progress is observed & appreciated by people not just people that love me but by strangers, causes a warm sensation in my heart & a smile on my face.

I really am grateful to everyone who appreciates & loves what I do.

Peace & many Blessings.