The universe is hierarchy all the way up! And dysfunction all the way down. No end nor beginning, all truths, no lies. Over and over we’re born, we die.
Imaginations pretend and creation set in. Love is stronger than wisdom and there for we’ll be back this way again…

My children got into a hateful fight, they tried to hurt eachother with all their might.
My heart was breaking as I broke them up.
Fist were flying in a loss of love..
Oh god I know now just how you feel and why going to war is against your will.

You begin to wonder who you're talking to when the ghosts wander through you and it feels like it's you that doesn't exist,
their echoes persist in reminding me of words that I may have missed.

Reading Troilus and Criseyde but only because I need a distraction,

Chaucer 1 .... Shakespeare 0
the match goes on.