I now shake, as I write these words; so pure, without any cover of the unnatural. Wishing no one knew I am the one to write this and yet find out of this truth and love it. Letting my arrogance fade, for as poison it changes me, kills who I was born to be; letting go of the devastating lust and the need of others; acknowledging the sorrow and stress as my friends that strengthen me; wanting to remain silent in this world of hidden beauty; teaching with silence, even the foolish. Knowing the fools are the evil ones, which would not stop and look under the depth of the complexity which they marvel at; loving the world limitlessly; writing the beauty in words of black on white. Being honest and creating no reasons to neither avoid nor suppress that; learning everything; listening to all. Even the vainest must be heard. Gaze and smile softly. If they only knew who I truly am, and let me be it.
- - November 2006

Infernity