So, where have I gone? What was missing that which is now found was also discovered never lost? How can this be? Where is me? What is life without the desire behind a wistful purpose?
[very high on indica I put some thoughts to song]
And so we wonder so emphemerally,
as we float about the gossamer strands of melodies,
our souls released into the vast infinities...
Our daydreams captivate us, our relationships devastate us,
Caught up in our revolving drama, everything has already been done,
What is meaningless in a world full of liars, when all we see is our desires!
How can we be free when chained to the wall?
When is the time most fabled of all?
Losing grasp on reason, all failed to please him,
Then one was god for them all...
,... seems to be getting lame.... flow is now a trickle. Maybe more later, maybe not.
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It seems for now I can't stop typing even though I no longer know what to say! It's just fun to type stuff.... I like typing!
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