David Anthony Brayboy

There is a profound beauty within and yet it has been betrayed by the spirit of an ugly soul, who also at a time was made from beauty unto a grotesque manifestation. It is and has been such a sadness dwelling inside of the two, while they both are a fundamental perspective of what rules many in this time of a morally degenerating humanity. For, she has forever been that which many men have desired upon the physical, but contrary for what nourishes his mind and soul. As she shed the inner blood of the soul, the world marvels of her beauty and poise as everyone seems to desire of being a reflection of her. As she brandish her enthralling body many are convinced to be seduced due to their instinctive nature that is desire and the need of having to feel pleasure and pain in the same movement. She knows the natural desire for satisfaction is but an illusion within the host, male or female. The active imagination cultivates the abstraction in which feels so real, and yet so fictitious....

Sunset Sunset. It implies the ending of a sacred time and the evidence of the beginning of another sacred journey of the human venture. I personally have always found the sunset more pleasant upon the mind, the very being than that of the sunrise. Those two appointed times acknowledged posses distinctive feelings which of course are uncompromisingly personal based upon ones individual past. Of course everyone is aware that the sun never moves out from its locality and all of which only rotates around it and produces for the observer a powerful presence which looks to be brighter in the new morning and then dimmer in the later afternoon of when rest and consolation is peaking its time for gentle expression. The Universe has its own fundamental source of entertainment. Without delving into the scientific aspects of this too devoutly, I find all of which has been created for our learning expedition, humbly, much more in-dept than what has been appointed through this ...