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

Saturday, February 26, 2011

Under The Streetlight


What could be the meaning of a dead streetlight coming alive right when I’m under it? This is not the first time it happens, not even the second time. This has happen plenty of times and I am beyond myself with questions. There was no way of getting the answer, so I decided to stand there until something happens. I stood under the cold clear night and watched the stars for about ten minutes, or maybe even twenty. The streetlight flicker here and there while I was underneath, but nothing came. Nothing happened, at least that my bear eyes noticed.

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Some stories are fabricated, some stories are imaginative, some stories are not your own, and some are factual, but all are stories that is an individuals and he must share so that he feels the world part of him, not just him part of the world