365 Daily Challenge summary week 45

Hey

¨Keeping it short today since I am celebrating.

Here are the verses

Topic: The life cycle in 12 months I was born a cold january night but the warmth provided shone a bright light by February I stood up right Not afraid to pick a fight and started to put reasons behind the feelings and emotions that I had in my spine Was beaten up the first time on valentines I digested those emotions and by March I hid a poet inside I loved life like an April fool to bad April never loved me back, So I started to act a fool The warmth of May, saved those days Got Married and ready for the rest of these days I was halfway through life soon with a bunch of tapes June and July dissapeared before they even shaped August came, and so did my life return I loved the days of sitting outside waiting for my turn September and October was a sign that It was close to be over so I treasured all the past months so I could reach the borders November left me on my deathbed until December came and grasped me back to the coldness of the Death train

Topic: Fake food Just digested some meatless burgers bloody bloody murder of something that wasn´t murdered interesting to see what they actually serve us in order to make profit on the white mans burden How much meat is in the food we eat fish stick with no fish, sallads with extra treats consisting of artificially made grease, flavoured with aroma and sugar to make it sweet wich is not real sugar, and made so they can reach the given expiration date, so they don´t need to throw away this precious food that are serving our needs cancerous and visioious infected victims, that feast from this ridicolous system women and children get sick from this new fake kitchen Can´t sit on the sideline to witness them beeing imprisoned share the word of real food to the rest of the world with knowledge and Wisdom

Topic: Bipolar The day started with a smile the  good times that carried Alex around the tide uplifted and gifted, but still kind of a misfit ripped up and shifted through the perception of mystic kept quiet when the mood took a different turn the purple pills helped him to obtain the firm and calm reasoning, when the flame burned the covers that he drew containing the return of the insides of his testament of help blood dripped and safety sealed the letter to himself Deep depression under an obsession of experimenting wildly with his own expression his ressurection came in  tantrums from a different dimension and he responded to it by experiencing the tension The different sides of a bipolar mind tiring and exhausting at any point in life

Topic: Almost  uncounscious The light from the television seducing the individuals to just sit and listen easy entertainment, tainting the nourishment the flourishing of a great mind are tainted in comparisin braincells numbed by the faded lights emptied eyes projected towards a box of lies too tired to take upon deeper challenges so the excitement lies in brain dead adequates Too many settle with no more than average and accept that a tv show can can teach you to be passionate by  showing you the face of things but hiding more than half of it so please emancipate and get out of this entaglement you slept for to long, the warning sign should be when your favorite song was the one playing on the commercial that was just on Wake up, dive in, stay strong and live for the moments stop wasting your time on living life as they show it

Topic: Crossroads Please just guide me to the castle tired of this travel to the towers of babel wanna make the right choice from the light of my candle and follow through the forrest and hope that I can handle the rope that i have carried and the smoke that I have burried in the last lesson of life before i started to hurry and now I am at the crossroads speaking in codes with my inner souls playing on their strings like they where keys on my rhodes But they refuse to respond or even resonance all the elements are held back, challenge my intelligence for the hell of it, all the evidence are quoted with eloquence A persopolis centre of an empire, fighting with the heaven sent venemous and tenious the roads are circling with ellegance in order to create another genesis of irrellavance just to confuse the third eye of my seventh sense

Topic: Long distance James plays the saxophone, tones of regret the melodies that scream and cry the ballad of neglect every section of his heart is perfectly placed on the fret so the strings attached to it shakes the feeling of death the distance between his heart and hers are obvious but the melodies are consistent, in hope of an audience replying back to the chambers of 32 doors that refuse to unlock the secrets of these floors the drawers in each chamber keeps his sorrow hidden in the middle of an empty room, he keeps playing his fiddle but there are no roof tops close enough to charm her the distance of the lost heart is really close to harm her So far away that the echo of his heart beat is fading so far away the she can´t here his blood when its raging so far away that feelings are lost one the way and carried to the grave by a bitter man one day

Topic: Clause Wishing for a clause that could save him using the only one he knows but can´t seem to put the verb in the right position, in a disposition of words the clause is the only plausible reason he would serve but here he is in an undeserved position an exhibition of law meeting real life decisions the conditions where put out there, but not the mission a clinch between man and mistress where the interests divide family and children anger are building up the tension in the kitchen He reapeats his words of One clause He repeats his words of one fault he reapeats his words of choosing the false when the truth was set free by the neighbours boss Only ONE clause, is what it takes but it wont take away the mistakes they make   Peace MesAyah