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 11, 2013


on the train
drowning in the motion
into sleep

on the bus
drowning in thought
of all the micro beings
leaning their way
for me to host them

on the plane
drowning in fear
peering through the sky
as we tear through the clouds

most lost
to see you standing there
so long since I've known you
and now I don't know what to do

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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