My Death

..Fields Of demons...despair composed me...fields of terror surrounded my birth..my name .reads#03003602...

In your clueless perception...through the spectrum of your eyes..you can't see

Can you see me ?.....a nightmare from which am trying to wake up...my death...the perpetrator ...executioner my master. Can you see me?.....see the ocean in which my master heart lay upon. ..I ponder if shells can transmit..conveyed..communicated sounds of a ocean...can my soul disperse the sounds of this silence thumb?

I'm the story teller of my master...her name matters not...but as history has it...It teaches us....the fundamentals of life ...a Name is the beginning of it all...my death was the beginning of it all...

CanYou see me?....this ocean where am to die....It plays the notes of my master heart...Nor were she the composer...director...maestro of her own symphony...oh thou......I heard it..potions of melodies.".Silence I demand"..my master speaks... her choice of weapon...words....for they are powerful.....life and death lays in such force.....didn't the serpent begin a sentence with a question?...did God really said?..in other words ... is it true

What is true?....my death.....whatever shall my master do without me?

Once upon a time...there was.....WARNING....this isn't a happily ever after Cinderella story...this is my story...

Once upon a time as spiders do....a web a colasso web....invisible to the eyes of most....sparkled like jewels in the light...deceived ...for this ..spider represents destruction...You see. Spiders Wrapped up their victims and keep them alive until they ready to consume them....So I learned....terrified in this horror episode I was acknowledged...

"Oh this melancholy theme" my master speaks...

Spear me the moment....hahaaa....am the age of my history...I became the master of my master...in fields of demons I became her death...her loyal friend...before my death she serene my painful death...so she said..."You have been my loyal companion...and without you life would be excruciating...for I would have to learned A new way of living...between us..our partnership has allowed me to conquered...built...discovery new agonies ....that words can't describe ...you are my silent thumb...the window of my eyes...I only know life through you..what I feelis infected by you...my greatest disease.. .there is no remedy that can cure you no solution that can dissolved you...indeed you are powerful...how can such power lays Inside...oh silence that kills Inside my brain....you completely paralyzed me....I can't fight you is beyond my abilities..must I let go and come back to me...when you allow me to be?...ask me if I hate you...ask me if I would ever leave you...ask me if happiness can exist without you..can the body live without the mind?...death would be a relief without you....my torturer ..."said my master to me...

Can you see me?... what do you see when you look at me.?...what's death but a remedy....can you see me?...

My master heart was cave in the wrong direction...so it was...disoriented ..absent from life..drift into this dark web...her north became absoled..in vogue..people's Forces...front line...front rank....Vanguard......

Without north or south my master sat under a rock..what dreams may come?..if not a myth...and there in this illusion I was glorious...forceful...I became my master...contingency plan..kill my master...enslaved her...breathe through her..can you see me?..fatal.....my master was dead...

"Maya Angelo said...like dust I rise"...my master said ...but wasn't my master dead?........... despite full master I said...and there in the midst of life and death...my master ploted my death...in her time..on her time...I died...becoming.. becoming what's my master name?...

Can you see me?....metamorphosis....is my debt paid?.......society....war zone I remember my master eyes...the window to her soul....in what language should I?speak?..oh master....genocide...genotype..

The 12 clands...the 12 tribe's of Israel..

I was glorious.. can you see me?

Here's what I know about my master...she lives in her mind...the ideal place in her. mind..Wonderland...

My name reads.....#03003602..... born in Ft Hood Texas.... am the age of my history...can you see me?...my master portrait............