Behold this moment of stillness
Before your eyes is us
The witty, the broken, the loved, the happy, the angry, the starving, the sexually abused, the widows, the wimps, the selfish, the great, and the dull
All with a voice
All with different dreams and screams released or withheld
Apart, alone, dying
Together, in company, dying
Cycles and roles at their finest
Dressed for the occasion of an unexpected death
Naked for the occasion of a predictable sunrise
Time is impeccably relevant to quenching the thirst of desire
Be not only a dreamer, for life, is already a dream
Everything you are is now, and now is all you know
In a fools ego rest the space to which fears the hollow truth-
A voice with no meaning and passion with no action are as useless as
a city of fools
Oct 15, 2013
Oct 15, 2013 at 6:37 PM UTC
Behold this moment of stillness
Before your eyes is us
The witty, the broken, the loved, the happy, the angry, the starving, the sexually abused, the widows, the wimps, the selfish, the great, and the dull
All with a voice
All with different dreams and screams released or withheld
Apart, alone, dying
Together, in company, dying
Cycles and roles at their finest
Dressed for the occasion of an unexpected death
Naked for the occasion of a predictable sunrise
Time is impeccably relevant to quenching the thirst of desire
Be not only a dreamer, for life, is already a dream
Everything you are is now, and now is all you know
In a fools ego rest the space to which fears the hollow truth-
A voice with no meaning and passion with no action are as useless as
a city of fools
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