Omnipotent sun, glaring and oppressive—fields of corn forced to endure this awe-inspiring entity, always to be overpowered by its intensity.
Running horses, galloping freely towards a heavenly construct: a striking castle, towering and immemorial.
Multitudes of magnanimous people devilishly deceived into slavish certainty! Dejected by doubt, they find comfort in their artificial answers!
Drugs, death and disease–awards, families, and pictures smiling. Good, and Bad, both as necessary, both as despicable.
Reflections of tiny-selves in mirrors, ego confined to skin-tight borders, painful limitations eminent and inevitable. Eternity is near, approaching without hesitation.
So I want to fly up, high enough to be swallowed up by the sun and ****** into time infinite...