Disjointed Segments Put Together

An interesting concept of taking tings you've written in your journal, and putting them all together. Snippets of thoughts, ideas that wouldn't jive before, and making them work in a unique fashion.

Disjointed Segments Put Together

My pencil is a key of expression. A lever 
releasing, what I wish was understood.
Pointer guiding direction from darkness 
to light. The only difference between 
these two is lanterns that shine, 
reflect a familiarity, and contentment,
while blackness represents pleasant 
solitude. 

More than just words on paper, they're
dancers of ash, reflecting roots of being.
Not artificial by any standard, unbroken 
truths of will that can't be shattered. 

Dust of ancestors, that came before me.
Letters for who I will become,
reminders of perseverance
when it seems like odds 
are stacked against you. 

Struggles are inevitable.
you will have to fight,
for aspirations you seek 
to achieve. Don't cave willingly,
to what others around you dictate 
should be your path.
Life is a blessing, mold a destiny
you can be proud of. 

Learning not to overlook finer details,
was the start of discovering myself.
Abandoning perceptions I held,
regarding what I thought was known,
simply judging by outward appearances. 

We must learn to preserve memories 
of the past, drawing them into the present. 
What we don't hold, we can't get back.
They have long since passed away 
with time. 

Don't be consumed, by the green eye of envy. 
Value what you have, rather than what others have,
seeking to build on that. 

You must have your own set of guiding principles, 
and not rely on those of others. We can only place judgement 
on ourselves, and by judging others, we walk the road 
of being judged even harsher.

Author's Note

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