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.