Causality exists
in the before and after.
Intonations,
the desire for flesh,
the birth of want,
the dread of the empty state.
But where is the closing doom?
Who seeks himself,
in the grain of his endeavors?
and drinks in
the smokey depth
of his purpose?
That is the luciferian dreamer.
the hand claps
and you wake
"The dawn only breaks,
when you stand still"
this is magnificent! love it.
this is magnificent! love it. =
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
Thank you, very much.
Thank you, very much.
"The sound of one hand clapping"
Nice allusion; haven't heard it in a while - nice musings - A -
Thanks
Thanks