you are differenT
 and you should be proud
 because you are the kind of person people write stories about 
your adventurous ways and that tantalizing gaze 
gives beauty and life to a world that knows not the worth of beauty and even less the worth of living
but it is because of your unique assurance that others will see your peace and follow to your world 
a world where even though its hard
 its also captivating
to be in such a place where life is more than simply
 waiting.
-Jules Ral

Greener grass

There is so much light in this life and with that comes darkness , but one without the other would give the former or later no more purpose. 

I'm feeling nostalgic and philosiferish... and though thats not a word it is a feeling. This life is full of heartbreak,s hopes, dreams, prayers. People who want you to fail, succeed, and others who you will never know. And though they may never know you, you are still connected, because we are human yes, but mostly because of our spirits. The portion of us that understands more perfectly than our minds and bodies ever will. What is it that they can't comprehend? That these these simple moments of pure bliss, heart break, joy, suffocation, peace, empathy, sympathy, loss of hope, and dreaming of greener grasses. That those even the smallest of moments in the smallest of persons still count. that they have purpose and not only this truth, but that those moments, moments even like this as you read my rough thoughts, through the screen that separates us and connects us, they give purpose to those broken hearted, those hopeful, prayerful, lost, or found. It is moments like this, they are moments we may not see but we can imagine the outcome of our lives as we retrace the colorful past. Moments like these show us that life is so much simpler and so much more complex than we could have ever before imagined, but we soon will realize that the simple and complex importance of this life we have seen somewhere else before and felt some where else before. It is the thing that makes life, life, and the thing that makes it possible for us to be more than just human and more than just spirit. It is the thing that bonds both parts of us into the soul. 

That thing I speak of is love. 

-Jules Ral

The world is more than people and more than things it is more than earth and more than water it flows and clogs it was made up of a every opposition man can think of and God could create.
-Jules Ral

time it has no middle no even place to rest it will continue on relentlessly and what is it that measures time the insistent unwavering ticking of a clock that was followed from a heart beat a steady reliable rhythm that haunts us all in our memories even if the clocks all stopped our heart then is the traitor measuring time ticking on and on until finally there is no end without death and so there will  always be time but we will never be immortal trapped in these blood beating beasts that seek to forsake us and taunt us when our minds are leaving and there is just constant thick red pounding ticking, ticking, and so we meet our end.
-Jules Ral

Drowning in anguish, 

and left with a boundless 

desperate hope for solace

 though no matter how hard

 You squeeze your eyes shut,

when they open, 

still, you are stuck in dreadful night.
If we only knew

 it is not ourselves 

 that can Exonerate our souls

 from this hellish place 

then we would realize 

there is much we wish to forget in this everlasting night.

-jules Ral

These bodies we inhabit  

Our host of sorts 

We may judge persecute torture 

But what in truth is at fault 

The spirit? 

The body?

Or the soul, 

as the two come into one. 

For if we knew and saw only through the eyes of our sprit 

Or only through the eyes of these corpses 

Who then would we be? 

And how together do we become different? 

For we must all become one 

And we must All be three 

So how then do we find justice? 

-jules Ral

My love story will not be ordinary neither will my life be. I will not be simply someones infatuation, I will be their everything both infatuation and love. I refuse to be a cliche, to be so stereotypical that I can be placed into one category, and so I will be more than what ever I aspire to be. I will work harder than I ever believed  possible and keep pushing, to obtain the occupation, education, and life  I wish for. I will dream and pray and cry and laugh and dance and love harder than anyone ever imagined possible because that is who I am, that is who I’m meant to be an I have the rest of my life to look forward to. 
-Jules Ral