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

Thursday, July 26, 2012

Who I could have been

At one I buried memories of the day conceived
At three I buried the memories before I spoke
At Six I buried memories before I knew a thing
There, everything became new
Six, feeling
Lonely, hurt
Mother, father
If i could hear you
I would know you
but the walls are silent
and nothing is
scarier that a silent world
until you enter a city
and then nothing is
scarier that the city lights
to those who have not once experienced
and the sound are noise to peaceful ears


There are a lot people who do not get to experience life as we did. Lets be grateful for our experiences

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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