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I fear I have grown lost to this world. As if a whisper dragged on by the wind, till only the melody of the breeze may be heard. It was not always so...
There was a time when the passions of this earth moved, nah compelled my soul to the grandeur depths of the human experience. Where every emotion could be felt in its entirety, undiluted by the ideology of the species. When every piece of sand in the hour glass of my mortality was worth more than the last. Where beauty and reality intertwined in such a simplistic yet divine nature, that no soul would dare question its fabric.
yet...I have been losing pieces of myself along the way, pieces that made me part of this world, connected me to it. This is not to say that I have become broken without these pieces, just simply that they might not have truly held the necessity I once had awarded them. For in their absence I found places I could not travel to before, always weighed down by such earthly concerns. I found a state of being, not shrouded by chemical induction, or manipulation of the fabric. Where question and answer blend together in such a harmony that the two become one and the same. A tear, a window, into something unfathomable to human consciousness, for its mere existence would unravel our very notion of existence.
fear not reader for these are probably just the jagged edges of ideas spilling out of a madman's head? Or perhaps nothing more than a dream you are unable to awaken from? Yet, if you should ever come across such a place, do not be afraid, for you have found truth amongst the shadows..and you are not alone.
-J.K.
There was a time when the passions of this earth moved, nah compelled my soul to the grandeur depths of the human experience. Where every emotion could be felt in its entirety, undiluted by the ideology of the species. When every piece of sand in the hour glass of my mortality was worth more than the last. Where beauty and reality intertwined in such a simplistic yet divine nature, that no soul would dare question its fabric.
yet...I have been losing pieces of myself along the way, pieces that made me part of this world, connected me to it. This is not to say that I have become broken without these pieces, just simply that they might not have truly held the necessity I once had awarded them. For in their absence I found places I could not travel to before, always weighed down by such earthly concerns. I found a state of being, not shrouded by chemical induction, or manipulation of the fabric. Where question and answer blend together in such a harmony that the two become one and the same. A tear, a window, into something unfathomable to human consciousness, for its mere existence would unravel our very notion of existence.
fear not reader for these are probably just the jagged edges of ideas spilling out of a madman's head? Or perhaps nothing more than a dream you are unable to awaken from? Yet, if you should ever come across such a place, do not be afraid, for you have found truth amongst the shadows..and you are not alone.
-J.K.
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You´re not. And you keep on speaking those words I can not get out myself.