I can’t seem to think inside the box.
I can’t live within a square.
I can’t become something I’m not, someone who always has an A+.
I can’t live for a world that would have me for someone I’m not.
I will not live to be controlled.
They tell me to make a choice to prepare for what’s to come.
How do they know what is to come they are not prophets.
They have no say in my life. I do control my own destiny.
And when the time comes I will shine like no other.
I am told that I must choose what I will become.
Well there is no major or school for what I want to do.
I will save the world.
I write Poetry and fiction as a hobby, I've written a full book but never managed to get it published.
I am also working on a Table Top RPG called Cryptix. And have really fallen in love with this project. As such a lot of my fiction right now is connected to the lore of this strange world of monsters.
My poems tend to be thoughtful and philosophical with a touch of spirituality.
My fiction is mostly sci-fi and fantasy but usually with twists and interesting ideas thrown in there. I have been told I don't have a solid grasp of genre, which is fair since the whole concept doesn't make a whole lot of sense to me anyways, I write what I want, and nothing else.
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