i am the Atlantic,

i run deep,

life can survive in the darkest parts of me,

i run in different directions,

but my waves follow the moon,

i run into other oceans,

that i can never stray from,

i love everything from myself to infinity

i believe in oceans and worlds beyond me,

with the moon as a guide and the stars as companions

believing is just as easy as knowing,

and i know that i am a soul as deep and as beautiful as the ocean

 

seemingly endless self – g.c.

 

i know there are those who feel pride,

when they tear others apart.

it brings them a feeling of joy,

of power and dominance.

that feeling that they get is their own illusion.

they do not deserve pride from believing they have destroyed someone,

like they have bettered themselves.

 

you can only destroy yourself.

no one can hurt you.

responsibility and pride for destroying beautiful minds lies in the wrong hands.

allowing what others say to you and what they do to you affect what you do,

is ultimately everyone’s mistake.

it’s handing over control.

responsibility lies within for each individual’s actions.

all cruelty,

even if it is aimed toward yourself,

especially if for what someone did or said to you,

is unjust.

we rarely take notice of how we treat ourselves.

so,

destruction triumphs,

and the cycle is carried on.

flowering minds,

demolished.

jealousy and ignorance are imperative elements for this chain reaction of hurting to occur.

it’s a repetitive, chaotic, damaging ripple effect.

and this is our state.

we are our makers.

yet,

this seems far from our choosing.

the cycle is to blame of our state.

but responsibility still lies within choice,

within the individual.

it is really so difficult to justify human behavior.

our vices have become our mechanics.

our state reaps destruction.

this is our society.

no more pity parties.

no more grudges.

responsibility is due,

and so is change.

forgive,

and learn from yours and others mistakes.

 

retire blame and vengeance , bring abot forgiveness and change – g.c.

 

thank you..

for the free thinkers,

the idealists..,

creators

 

as i stand centered at the Brooklyn bridge,

people rushing around,

there is peace in the energetic city.

my thoughts have left the surface.

only one word lingers in my mind..

magnificent.

not wanting to let go of the moment,

standing above it all,

a part of a reality that was once merely an idea,

a dream,

in the middle of an energy vortex.

the lights dance on the water to the music of the traffic that passes from below this fixed link,

bridging together two worlds,

from one side of Brooklyn to the other,

even turning a street corner transports you to a whole new realm.

a diverse sect of one big ever-changing universe,

a city so grand.

 

there is stillness amongst the movement.

i shake inside,

from my hunger i rise,

i undeniably crave every moment and savor the taste of life.

 

-g.c.

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do you wake up in the morning in a good mood?

have you not been crushed by the weight of your actions?

what does power give to you?

you’re clearly empty.

power deceives you to believe that you are wealthy and full.

how do you function without the voice of your soul?

did you bury it so deep that it vanished?

do you even own your soul or did you have to gamble it?

so you could be manipulative and controlling,

so you could have power.

i do not think I will ever fully know the answers to these questions,

but truthfully,

i do not want your answers.

i do not deserve lies.

yet,

i still ask,

and my main question is dejected and sorrowful.

why?

– g.c.

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the sky so blue,

even cobwebs too,

these things so mysteriously perfect,

remind me that earth is worth it

 

we do not need to question it,

and see what we can get from it,

we just need to love and sit in awe

of the beauty we are apart of,

 

we too have the ability to create art ,

just as our earth continues to,

when new flowers bloom,

and green grass catches dew

 

– g.c.

 

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with love comes the fear of losing it

but fear is meant to be challenged

you may struggle

but being able to appreciate what is without imagining yourself without is worth the fight

memories and the future only seem better

when you don’t feel the love that surrounds you now

there is always something great to discover

once you learn to love and appreciate the beauty of a moment

even if it doesn’t last

 

sunsets and all the things we wish to remember – g.c.