The Profound Power

I wait for time to impulse my mind to see further than

the moment. A path to

walk not walked before, but nor to be ignored. I roam

landscape that's not

explored. A request for a challenge a dare towards

life, an inner urge to

expand my mind. Cause when my time come and I'm gone,

my acts shall be done.

It is not a quest for perfection, more like a

confirmation in my faith. For

I believe only in my own existence, not in a bright

star shining the way. I

am power you are the weak. Profound I am and profound I

stand. I sin while I

think, but you can never destroy my mind. I act by my

mind, so you can't

destroy my deeds.

My being reflects through my powerful acts, some may

call me egocentric;

ignorant twats. When you dare not believe your inner

dreams, because of

words from soulless beings. You are condemned by your

own weakness.

I accomplish what I seek when I give of myself to other

beings. I collect

impulses that feed my hunger, and gain creativity. I do

not give to pleasure

others, but to make sure that I improve. An endless

craving so that I can

satisfy my needs.

When I walk my path I feel secure, confident that my

voice will lead the

way. Even though I walk alone I am not lonely, for all

my thoughts are

impulses from spirits.