Diminutive skills are no answer for the implosion of the mind. What the mind can't reach, the fingers can’t comprehend, can’t produce. The cycle of death succumbs to the cycle of survival, and we go for another ride. God help me in this, again.
What About This Old Souls, That They Can't Live a Normal Life.
Thursday, August 14
Cycles of Survival
it rains around the world sleep welcomes the dream, and enigmatic souls awaken along the eternal shores of destiny