What is it to be loved?
What is it to be alone?

Epistemic ambivalence.
How many rocks are being thrown?

What is truth?
And is it a secret?

Your true natures apples
Or your artificial peaches?

Through a true friends eyes
A true friend sighs.

The knot of a true friends ties.
A true friend, why?

Cynical much?
Its not enough.

I love ALL so deep
that I hate my guts.

What am i saying?
I better start praying..

But to who?
The big picture I keep reframing.

Oh well nevermind
The bright light..
And rusted mind.

Memories lost, to be regained.
Absent feelings forever remained.


In the void of time we cut the line,
I would explain but i cant rewind..