Seen thru the eye of the blind. Blinded by the bright of the light. The light of the dollar sign. Which hold his might around midnight. Where the blind try to rewrite the apartheid of the modern world.
Jun 17, 2018
Jun 17, 2018 at 8:26 PM UTC
All these words in my head, but i can't put anything on paper. All these story's i want to tell, but nothing is coming out.
All these voices chewing at my brains, screaming in my ears. Braiding all these story's, but hiding them form others so they can be lost in the ever growing pile of lost dreams and fables.
Jun 14, 2018
Jun 14, 2018 at 7:07 PM UTC
To be sure of the unsure.
You need to be clear of the unclear.
To be Clear of the unclear you need to see through the thick mist of Question.
Jun 13, 2018
Jun 13, 2018 at 1:59 PM UTC
Nothing is reachable if you don't reach for it.
Everything is reachable if you are willing to take the risk.
The risk of being lost in the void always wanting more but not getting more.
Stuck in an ever falling box of greed, above the void of ignorance, ready to hit the bottom of depression.
Jun 11, 2018
Jun 11, 2018 at 1:36 PM UTC