pondělí, srpna 03, 2015

I stopped making sence and shortly after that i began to make one again. completely different one though. i'm feeling sick as if i got electroduced..

i'm a failed magician.

the deeper a truth is, the higher the level of the oblivion surrounding it, gets. in laws of physics, it wouldn't matter. however the laws of truth, differ on many occasions. firstly and most importantly, there is no bottom for the depth of a truth...

hope is a tool for surviving and shouldn't be a way of living. because its basic aspect is, that it stretches far away from the reality. too far, without ever leaving the reality, never taking you away from it completely.

and when a hope takes form of a truth, it acquires explosive potential. that can hurt anyone in your vicinity at any moment.

there just very well might be a sub sub conscientiousness, one less reachable than the first one. one where the soul bypasses straight to the senses. one often mistaken for a god, magic or a higher presence.

I´m not true and I´m not false. the I ,the part of my entity over which i have the will. is a natural inception of movement and chaos in the universe. im the son and the father of life. we all are.

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