in my mind
A character in this reality, each of us is a character in each episode. Everyone else is watching in another reality. Who is to say what is known? What if all that is known is just perceived? Everything we know is almost everything that we have been told. If our ancestors figured their own truths, why are we not looking for our own?
-in my mind
Monday, July 5, 2010
I rest myself in your harms, so that you can care for this beast that has a lonely heart. Lonely because you are there, but you are not. And I am knotted like bolt in my stomach because, I know you are really there. I can’t see you, and that's why I am distressed.
at 7:20:00 PM