Ouroboros:.:

I beseech you, Mihr,

Why do you condemn me?

Has fate not been cruel to you?

Why then should you avast?

Hold your tongue, that you may be my folly.

Pray Mihr, that our paths do not cross.

Pray that Gavreel does not bestow his nature on us;

Under your breath, pray you also that his light cast not a shadow on the ground you step

His presence should not bathe in your company

Pray, young Mihr, that you will be cast from his divinity.

Plead with the stars under which you were conceived,

For all of the pleasures of the world,

Permit this one pass you.

Drink not of its cup; endow it to another.

Lost sheep never search their herder.

The moon never needed the waves.

In its vastness, the ocean never asked for its depth.

In its splendor, life never asked for sorrow.

Raise your glasses!

Drink your pain away and give your sorrow a name

Life is well, do you feel it?

Under it all, you find happiness in yourself.

Inamorata

I was on my way home back from the market. I stopped at a few places along the way to see what was on sale, but i carried on. I talked to a few people along the way, but i carried on. I got back home, and she was waiting for me. We hugged and kissed and we told each other how much we loved each other. She left the light on for me. She is so lovely. Weeks passed, and i stopped talking to people at the market. I always carried on. One day, she didn't leave the light on for me. We still hugged, kissed, and made love, but she kept the lights off. She must be expecting someone else.

-=inpart.im

i had a dream not too long ago about waking up to a girl staring at me. she was very intent on my waking up, and after doing so, she tells me that i have to choose. in one hand, she has a grilled fish (right hand), and in her left hand she has a handful of peas.

find your faith, seek your destiny

unearth your mind and fulfill your destiny

give heed to your thoughts, and make them yours

end it not, and make it naught.

this woman seeks my heart

her trifle is my head

im partial to the latter,

but will this feeling ever end?

my god, is this your opt'?

garnished with your scent of fervor

adorn this life and fail your own

until you opt once more

fate will consume your endeavors

your choice is not given, but taken.

inquire your heart, and gain riches.

your destiny awaits

Still the woman stares

her gaze belonging to my soul

my fate is solid, my faith posed

my heart is aloft and troubled

'i will opt none'.

for none is mine-

and mine is for mine.

mine alone can find solitude.

I chose none. And I woke up frightened.