If you one day decide to ask people what they need (the most) at that moment, they will probably give you a materialistic answer.
Month: November 2017
Late night feenking
I can't stop thinking I can't stop feeling Or is it the other way round ? Rising above and returning to the ground ... The process of making something From nothing Into NO THING Completely disappearing Never reappearing Others keep appearing In this randomness of thing Or is it more to life than this ? Perhaps ... Make … Continue reading Late night feenking
some may say the sum of deeds seeds that feeds a shape of clay do not amount in any way random chance just a glance of order before mayhem and disorder this life which we portray on a canvas every day is just a senseless big array entropy, anarchy there's no key to this cypher … Continue reading Life
I am I feel, I think I see, I blink I am the moon, I am the sun I am the sunrise and the dawn I'm you, I'm her, I'm him I am sometimes trapped within I am not bad, I am not good I'm sometimes not understood I am the worst, I'm sometimes great … Continue reading I am