I realize that in my haste,
To write and post and share;
I have not taken time or thought,
To say hello to you.

Hello, hello, world within worlds,
A community unbound by structure.
A home for the fallen, the struck down, and the broken
Reveling in our misshapen perfection.

Hail to you! The world awaits,
Here in these pages of Time.
Your words, your emotions pour down like rain,
An escape from a cold world long fallen.

Who am I?  I am nothing,
No name in a world full of labels.
For what is a name but another hard chain,
That now holds us back from becoming?

My name says everything and nothing at all.
Melancholy man on the hill.
With hourglass eyes, I see life as it dies,
The Beauty of Suffering within.

Weep not for my sorrow, for within it lies strength,
The power of pen and of paper.

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(Thank you for your kindness thus far.  I look forward to continuing my journey here with you.  The world is a cruel place, and we all have our demons.  This is the first place that I have found respite from the storm, with openness and shared vision resounding.)

-M-