Me and Random

I feels good to have everything perfectly neat before me
On rainy days with my best friend
And we never even know but we know somehow
That there will always be a tomorrow
And to feel joy writing my story in a positive end
Just like every other story before me and after and so fourth

Freeway thoughts

I've been chasing my dreams like racing against Myself.
Then I started to walk so the universe just
slowed down.
Letting me take what's mine,
And What isn't mine is meant to be.
We can only lose what isn't ours,
I was born to become what I am in this Earth
Ask aloud and I shall receive
Pain is the duality of love
So I was born to believe in God.
Nobody has the right to tell you how to believe in anything.
I am the water in the river,
watching the time go by
Knowing when the time is right.
These days where everything is known
I can't take anyones word for it
We have to find out for ourselves
and this is why history repeats itself

the hearts club

Today was her birthday,
& he daydreamed until sun went down.
Somesay someday will never happen
threw it in the trashcan.



we see each other again,
we may never even know
what it means
Whats a man
without a heart?
Whats a woman
without a soul.
Whats a child
without a dream
Everything we ever believed in
has an on and off switch
Disposable man
searches for the
free spirit
feelings are just fictions.
Especially when words are just written.

this thing called time.
this thing called mind.

I had to say goodbye

Which would hurt more
though adored
Leaving the led on
or the dedication
of a never ending hug
"the thrill of loving
someone you shouldn't love".
I learned what the
word "end" means.
It means
the completion of a purpose.
and I learned something else.
To believe in God
and not what people tell me to
There is no reason to remember
things that don't mean anything
anymore
Everything will repeat
like a fractal
someone else will do the same thing
while someone who's been there watches
burn candle in the sleepless night.
Burn.

The Man whose Story was Never Told

One in a hundred billion,
like everyone else yet not
Seeking to be heard
in the age of abundance...
Just because you are different
doesn't mean you are useful...
Like
or
Appreciate
There's a difference
don't care.

I grow bald for art

The reason I can't think is because I don't sleep.
For the love of Doing,
And then there I am ready for everyday life.
The sun is up the fantasy
is
If you don't care about me then I won't care about you.

"you and I are somehow at least one of the ways that the universe knows itself." - Bill Nye

"It is a wonderful, astonishing thing to me that you and I are somehow at least one of the ways that the universe knows itself. You and I are a product of the universe... we have come to be because of the universe's existence, and we are driven..." - Bill Nye


Microcosm macrocosm fractal,
Everybody we meet is a test
we will take, and whilst the
time we run from, if God looks
like me, my perfection is hidden
inside the sanctum sky. I shall wait
between the spaces. And my silence is
supreme, and something is born
into my eyes. The clouds that kiss
your mouth. Where truth sits
suddenly in silver dew. Profound
yet only grasped selected few.