The Wheel and Axle


by on Oct.05, 2018, under My Life, Queer

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Sometimes, you just want the rage take you over.

It takes a hold of you.

It builds up within.

And it makes you want to… scream.

But you check yourself.

You keep it in because it may be the right thing to do.


Still, it eats at you from inside, and you realize that there has to be a different way to let it out. There has to be a way to let the frustration take form so as not to let it drown you with it. There has to be a way for you to not let the power consume you and him and every single other innocent that stands in the path towards serenity.

So you sing.

You paint.

You dance.

You perform.

You write.

And as you let the cosmos speak through you, as you show him that you can transform your inner fury into a comprehensible pattern of being, you finally understand that creation is truly the other face of Destruction.

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