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AdventVoice
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My quest

Posted by AdventVoice - November 20th, 2017


In my quest for originality I find that I come up with wonderful ways to illustrate dialouges.

Some things I really don't like talking about. Witches for instance. I really don't know why I deceided to talk about my experiances with them. Controlling women should not be looked at as such. The truth is some men need to be controled; though I believe in a healthy balance. My last two pieces Love found in the mile high club and She put a spell on me. have much of the same theme. The woman is looking for love and she believes she finds it when she finds a man that will do anything she says and anything for her. The man becomes a caged bird, devoted to his lover and as the image of the witch with the crystal ball looks into his eyes and wonders how far can she get; is when problems arise.

The finger raising to the lip and the coy expression, the questioning behind the eyes, is when the problems arise. I have seen this look in a woman and I am always surprised that it leads to, "Don't you owe me something?"

I am made to sigh with heavy release, I am made to look at the woman I was commited to and ask her, "Don't I give you everything?"

Are all women witches?

No, that is the thing. I don't veiw all women in this lense. None really have this potential, Everything in moderation I suppose. The question is always in the back of ones mind when you have decided to commit to someone, "What have you done for me lately?" In a marraige or a casual relationship when two people decide to take on the world together there is always this endless struggle of control becuase each have dreams that are important. That is the greatest part of the quest, Finding the woman that will uplft your dreams and you can uplift hers. It is then the mans jobs to keep her dreams alive, not as a caged bird though. As the leading horse in the charge. Not as a messenger, but as the author of both destinies.

I suppose it is our lexicon that gets us in trouble. I have seen many a marriages ruined because the two just could not figure out who was in charge of the reigns. I have been called selfish because I did not want to let go of my dreams and they would not coincide with her own. I remember allowing the woman I loved to have a lot of control of where we spent our time and this was not a problem. The problem was the fact that she wanted to keep her boy-toys and swore I better not ever have another woman besides her. There was nothing I could do to change the double standard and so I let her disapate into memeory.

I can not admit to most that I fell in love with a witch. I can not admit to most that I was raised by a group of women that lived by a Matriach standard. My mother was a black magic woman and it really hurts to know she was only satisdied when she could control a man, instead of just enjoying the company and fruits of eachothers labors. It is hard to see forward progression in life unless someone has control. My mother raised me on her own for a while and so when she married, she still never allowed her husband to be "The MAN." To there own faliure. Watching it all transpire one can not help but wonder; how do you turn that cold heart of witch into the warm heart of a trusted lover and friend?

My whole life I have been surrounded by women that cursed me and tried to control me; everytime we parted ways I wondered what coudl I have said to get them to bless me and keep them from entrapping me? I could go down the list of the witches I know in this world but it is of no use, they would not read this post or change there ways. Men will always be the tools of heavy labor and bringing home the stage. Anything less and it is off with there heads, or the crushing of their hearts.

What do I get out of these confessions?

In my quest for originality I get to view the full potential of my artistic skill, none of this is my full potential, just as I have never told you my full story. I have been walking through mysteries and riddles and have led you all along the dark catacomes of my memory, hoping that along the way, we learn from past mistakes to live better days. I have tagged many walls in my journey of life and as stated in previous posts, desire to be remembered as an artist that wanted to change his world for the better, not go back on the same roads as before and along the way encourage people to create more.

I love creators. I don't think we have enough of them.

Thank you to my fans for taking the time to look at my work and finding something to appericate.


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