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

Tuesday, December 31, 2013

Nearing Our End: Light

Finding the ways
through the hot, damp tunnel
it continues to break
find the way

broken wine glasses
vases at the wall aiming
blaming only one for
the flying obstacles
like one was not enough
to know that one way
or another, one should not
be the constant blame

trying to live
under the short lamp
the need for light
trying not to fall
into the demons hands

fearing shades
under that moon light
waiting to find
what one is running from
but there isn't never
anything there

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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