Name: Shane

-Waiting for rebirth. Hopefully a renewed mindset. Currently bogged down by bouts of lunacy, followed by overwhelming lucidity.-

Hero (of its own entity; one which I've found solace in recently): Nature. It simply dilutes all else, my memories dissipating in the wind, while it engrosses me in its atmospheric brilliance.

Future Titles: 1) Deploy A Decoy; 2) Posthumous Task; 3) Hanging From The Gallows; 4) Coaxed Into Submissiveness; 5) Crackling Cacophony; 6) Cosmic Ripple

Disclaimer: I'm by no standards a writer, nor am I an aspiring writer; simply, I write out of enjoyment, and find it therapeutic. What I write normally seems unintelligible, and while I understand what message I'm trying to convey, I understand it may seem cryptic to others. I can empathize after rereading some of my poems/stories, therefore I feel it necessary to not deem or dub myself a writer.

Update: I've deleted a large quantity of stuff, over 100 documents at least. Hell, maybe 200 documents have been deleted, I don't know. I finished my final sweep of deletions and what I left is merely a testament to how my writing has improved with time and how it can improve much more. Proficiency may come to me one day. I should probably update my profile, because what I have on here has been here for at least half a decade, but I guess I really don't give a shit. It'll probably be here until this site becomes defunct.