Jun 2015
Disaster can be enticing.
I want to be the four winds that blow
persistently - until the storm arrives.
A storm that alters the balance.
The shockwaves reverberating against the fabric of reality
impact - where I once stood.
If I were the winds.
What would there be left in my wake
destruction - before the silence.
I want to be the four winds that blow
persistently - until the storm arrives.
A storm that alters the balance.
The shockwaves reverberating against the fabric of reality
impact - where I once stood.
If I were the winds.
What would there be left in my wake
destruction - before the silence.
Something I think about once in a while, but really it's just a silly idea.
Credits to jkcreative for a great definition of lachesism.
Credits to jkcreative for a great definition of lachesism.
