Within the Shadows
A society that lives day to day in a fog of well educated ignorance is a society doomed to fail.
We as social moths have taken a step back from evolution. We have only ourselves to blame, but sadly we are far too egotistical and blind to see the error in our own ways.
The destruction we cause with our choice to ignore anything that doesn’t reach out and contact us in a physical manner will not only increase conflict but will eventually lead to the destruction of every cubicle and sandwich bag ever created.
We can no longer sit and toil with the ideology of reform, with the hope of humanities survival safely resting on the shoulders of those yet to be born.
‘Thief of Dreams’ has been my pen name since I started writing poetry in 1992. I was a 13 year old kid who knew enough about the world to know that no one else had a clue. Not parents, not teachers, not counselors and sure as shit not anyone in a status of power. It would only take a few short years for me to realize that I myself as well as those of the younger generations around me were hell bent on following in the footsteps of the blissfully uninformed.
The poetry you will find on this site is, and will forever be, left unexplained and open to interpretation. Poetry goes hand in hand with personal experience, without a blueprint the mind is left with a infinite number of crayons to color with.
I am not a Author in the sense that I have had a New York Times Best Seller or even a book published at all. I am an Author the same way that a Bard was a Bard, a story teller a story teller, a musician a musician even without an instrument. You don’t have to have formal training or a drug problem to be able to express yourself. The only limitations a person finds is the ones they create themselves. Break free of worrying about conformity but don’t fall into bed with anything that uses “Anti” before its description.
The origin of Thief of Dreams came about as I struggled to find a name that would not only describe the way my artistic muse felt but also deepen the meaning behind the creations it would set loose. It is a stark reminder in the brightest of days that while we march along on our perfected routes with our eyes cast forever down that there is a world outside our own. To be able to stop, just stop in the middle of your daily cycle and decide that you are going to take a different path, read a different story, say hello to a random stranger, instead of carrying on in a cloud of created haste.
We don’t have to be such timid creatures… Become something more, become something greater than yourself.
Become… Aware…
Enjoy the chaos!
Terry Lee McGhee Jr.
Thief of Dreams
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