Love accepts, and forgives

Love overlooks, and enchants

Love simplifies and lacks definition

And all that adds up, block after block

Something from nothing, beautiful lack of logic

Why is anything fake considered bad
Aren't we in love with the way we act with each other
Pleasing and teasing one another
Layers and layers of genuineness

Looking back on life
Empty hangover
Loving the past
You might wake up next to someone

To write about anything is a prickly matter, like a cactus finding humidity in dry lands. The whole business is founded upon nothing, but the absolute realities of life, which is to say, honesty of the subjective experience.

Our struggle as humans emerges from the reality of finite being painted on an infinite canvas.

Beautiful is the day,
In which pain and hope
Become one
Through laughter

But no!
There can’t be absolute truths they cry
That is beyond your mind
In absoluteness there is no delight of the kind
One who hungers for truths tries to find
Ah yes, you are quite right
Fellows we don’t need to have another fight
We just see it from a different light
So pick your truth without hesitation
It’s beyond evil and good
It’s really only an observation

See we are but small talking here, outside the world of emotions. Are you brave?  And mark my words, this is the real talk. Brave enough for the world of evaluations?