agonistes_vental

Time has passed,Time has fallen away a I fall hard on deep thoughts and tasteful desires revolving around liquor and stars.I have been broken it's true.Reciently I've been ripped by my own blood.As I pick my soft pieces up to rebuild my scarred heart.I wonder what comes of this.To live a life dedicated to humanity and Spirituality I wonder at times does it always involve heartache?
My life is void and torn and I live for the people,I am the healer,the spiritual advisor and the com[assionate and I wonder what may come if I fall again and again.I live truth and care.And now I wonder lost to time and broken memories of what made me smile and happy.I am here to assist but at times even I call to Great Spirit for a friend.For the Calling is true and strong I move again.As I pack one suitcase I head off soon to my homeland Georgia.I leave behind soft sands and relaxing peaks in South Carolina to go home to the woodlands and the hot humid air.I am not far off from what my true goal is to be one with nature truely.I am working heavily on my art an healings when they are required and I grow stronger to help the people.It's just within time a Kindred does long for companionship,a void feels me and tears and claws at my sanity.Oh do I long for the Horizon Road to come close.............