Rantings of the Human Mind

Just something I came up with for a bit while my new girlfriend was away. 

 

My addiction is my confliction while my reincarnation takes place in a nation not just in an economic but mentally catastrophic depression while teaching and learning life lessons becomes my profession but my addiction leaves me in a state that the public thinks is sickening until I finally find my dream that turns out to be not what it seems, these repeating nightmares leaves me to stare at memories of one thing, my addiction above all: love.

General's log 2: I have been pushed back. There has been a mutiny attack against me as deception and rage planned a surprise attack and pushed me back to the depths of the abandoned 3rd chamber of the heart filled with burnt remenants of memories created by my so called emotions. As I walk a deserted path alone I pass by a few memories mostly charred. One happened to be the memory of me and my first love's first kiss. Though I was definitly in no mood for love or reminiscing I took it with me. Walking the path I started to think, "What if I could end this struggle once and for all?" I suddenly shook my head of certain nonsense thoughts and continued. As more memories pass by I stumble upon a group of strangers looking for a place they can call home but I know by the end of this war there will be nothing left but a capsule of a body once used for good but not to destroy their quest I joined them. These 4 strangers have not told me their name but have provided me with support but I fear that wil be nowhere near enough as we journey back into the warzone now filled with hundreads of thousands of dead soldiers. The war between light and dark have begun where there are no bystanders, either you choose or you die my choice has yet to come...