thinking thinking so much faster than believing believing what is it I think I believe whatever it is would probably taste great in large doses become an addict, selfishly seeking self enlightenment is that such a bad thing define "bad thing" a little too afraid of finding really finding the inner me inner us hey lets keep it focused more on you on you on us all because that is my goal that is my heart that is my volcano it is so much more appealing than serving reality to my own cluttered table ready ready to explore explode explore explode and I think you might understand you as in me trying to focus on who I am so tired of feeling weak fearing I will never know Here I am: alone that is how it is promise it's not a "bad thing" I don't feel upset, sad, lonely alone is alive and well and okay alone in the sense that a river does not have help while it rushes that is on its own so I must find why I write letters to no one must I find why I write letters to no one? purpose purpose purpose I think thinking is swell swelling in my life supposed to be anyway but swelling is usually bad yeah? but maybe it is okay to make my head bigger than my heart
why why why why
asking why constantly is the only way to earn a shovel earn it everything comes so easily and without effort these days there is always selling these days ......... moving on would you answer yes in a survey asking do you try? digging within digging within others in side these rooms [waterfalling] through the curtain im asking
why
im asking you to peer harder there is always a crack somewhere and you and I and we can find it and pull it away and then do what ever you want ~~~~~ h ~~~ ~a~~ ~~ r ~~~~ ~~~~~~~ m ~~~~~~ o ~~~~ n ~~~ y ~~~ harmony is what ever you want perhaps more than just swelling though understanding this life understanding the purpose purposefully locking the door the door to your house so you can unlock the door to [your house] and walk into rooms completely empty learning that empty is good learning that less is more haven't seen that yet I want to hold as much as I can grab that is success yes? as much as I can grab look how much I am burdened and see how much I like it no not the empty rooms never set foot in those places way too much distraction in the window I love being part of the view the view of waking up in the morning and not listening to the the map that was made for all of us rip it up can you will you won't you? can I will I won't I? hoping hoping to dream while walking not sleep walking not at all but yes I can decide to live instead of survive what am I doing in each day is each day doing what it can for me lacking lacking lacking in my potential because I so admire the brushstrokes and layers that I see everyday but everyday I pretend it is something I haven't seen before I am programmed to want all those paintings as my own to hang in my cluttered house yet is success my own program something I want I want....something give me an empty room and i'll think more on that do you think you know what you want will you ever take the time to ask why