4th-From-The-Sun: XV - 30,000 Feet Up In The Sky

YOU CAN'T - by Life'on Mars

You Can’t! That’s the most common phrase used in the many situations of building, molding, progressing, inventing, developing, and what not. My mind /conscious is telling me “I can”, but my peers think otherwise. Every morning/night is a challenge for the living; especially with the thought of exiting the challenge. That’s what I call suicide; or in a more discrete expression, “Giving up”. which is Intentional ending; to decamp, vacate, resign, forsake, or withdraw. I have been near the edge of the plank in many situations. Having been threatened by the critics for whom I have referred to as; friends, family, mentors, Heroes, and other loved ones to do so; but I still remain on this boat. You claim “You Can’t” because you are blind. Your Peers are no different than my peers. They are blind, and majority are reluctant to opening their eyes. At times I have read the map of life but never could comprehend on it’s meaning and key to obtaining success and happiness. Despite the difficulties place upon the likes of; Stevie Wonder, Ray Charles and Helen Keller; they are very capable of Seeing the roads and avenues of success and happiness. Optimism is what got me to this small city of London, Ontario; having come from Toronto, Ontario. Bound to do big things. I Pay no mind to haters, because they are expensive. I only pay my mind to what I see, my vision; and all I see is opportunities. All I see is my supporters. All I see is the road ahead. Never to look back, because I plan to not stumble. Why do I say that ? Simply Because I am forever moving forward. How ? It’s because I CAN.

The Title Fight - by Life'on Mars

Dedicated to people with love for someone and or something. Stay Optimistic, but know your limits.

Seems that I'm caught up in a fight in which I can't seem to reflect on it's reason. why is it I'm wrong for doing what was right ? It's like the effort to move forward results in walking in circles. Why do my good intentions project me to be so evil; through your eyes only ? It seems life your not even willing to throw a clue in my cage, thus having me try to fix things when I further put us in ruins. Like a dog attached to it's owner; despite of the hurt I still seem come back. What your doing to me is bad for my health the doctor claims, but I feel that without you I shouldn't bother with my health, or wealth, because it's worthless by myself. Not matter how complex the maze is I remain optimistic to reach that goal at the exit of the maze. Only to realize when time past; and me remaining in your D-list; more turns are added to its structure. Why do I continue ? I don't know. I sense you have given up on me, but my heart denies. You can erase my memory of you from my mind but my heart will still remember you. I am locked up in your love, with the key digested and caught in my intestines. I am a prisoner to this thing people call love. The key to releasing me is inside me, with hopes that u don't intend to use it. Not allowing you access to it without a fight. Willing to take it to the octagon as well as refusing to attack. Punch me, Kick me, choke me all you want. But I will continue to get up and stand my ground. For you I will . Question is will you finish me with a TKO, Or call off the fight to restore us? Not matter how hard I'm beaten, I will remain a Contender.............. For You.

Words of Wisdom by Life'on Mars

A wise man told me years ago that "You will never know if you truly care for someone until their time of pain impacts you just as much." I guess that's where the saying "Where there is love, there is pain" comes from. In other words, love will drive you mad; but love can also keep your Sanity. You will not truly experience love until you see that despite of the millions of people, He/She is "One in a Million." To all people, Count your blessings each and everyday, because the slightest move will have you misplace one.

4th-From-The-Sun

Trippy

Sunday, June 19, 2011

XV - 30,000 Feet Up In The Sky

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