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, October 11, 2012


Walking into a room
where soldier field roads
left no boot prints
and hardly is the sound of the world
filled with motor generator
and light stayed on
where when shoes did not fit
you simply stop wearing shoes
where domestics thought of attacking you
was removed as infants
and in fact happiest were man
that those who came from nothing
rose to be happy strong men with nothing
but a little jealousy for those who had it all
a place where you would applaud
a thieves imagination
and criticism prevalent
the world where you must rise
above all and show all
that you are above all
but make fool of yourself
and be full of yourself
for every man is his own

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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