The strangest redemption of our soul occurs when we lose the fear to lose..The dull thud of your own heartbeat sounds monotonous.when it should have been the sweet symphony proof of your living self.People lose their shape,become a blur,devoured by a mysterious,sallow,ghoulish glow further obscuring their thoughts making them a potential threat to your sanity.
The things that keep you alive are the same that keep you alone...and the choice itself is profanity personified.The beauty of your caged spirituality lies not in how well you understand the evidence but how well you adjust with the chains around your soul.
Have you ever had the feeling when you wake up in the morning and just for a split second theres a sense of relief but everything rushes right to you ....ALAS!!!! the relief was evanescent.
Somewhere above the highest echeleons is smirking at us the lesser,mortals..urging us to take the rose tinted glass off and see the world as it is....
The things that keep you alive are the same that keep you alone...and the choice itself is profanity personified.The beauty of your caged spirituality lies not in how well you understand the evidence but how well you adjust with the chains around your soul.
Have you ever had the feeling when you wake up in the morning and just for a split second theres a sense of relief but everything rushes right to you ....ALAS!!!! the relief was evanescent.
Somewhere above the highest echeleons is smirking at us the lesser,mortals..urging us to take the rose tinted glass off and see the world as it is....
very deep thoughts. every word placed in a meaningful way.
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DeleteVery interesting thoughts. Your writing even when you are not drunk has a psychadelic feel to it.
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