so crazy and paying for it.
There is an intense pain from the solitude
Like vibrational screams echoing thru intuition
energy has become bent twisted
In my studies I've become enlightend
Yet truth is a hard pill to swallow
I might be enslaving myself
While sucking grief
Fighting against decay
Learning to heal
I need to give
I need to explode with creative energy
But yet I must not hurt
To tread lightly with others
Embrace the music
control nothing
A to be living a
A to be living a juxtaposition in terms the only thing true is that it's never about truth that the truth about s never pointed at unless it is an untruth often we not even recognize untruth because it's a vernacular truth that is untrue. Oh to be sure, to be sure -what a boring place that is. Great mind trip enjoyed the adventure thanks!
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."
I love the last verse,
I love the last verse, compact and full, brimming and emptying. To accept and not judge or withdraw, just blend into and name it existence. Lovely to read, very difficult to master - ENJOYED BIG TIME!!! (a rare visitation). ;D ~Lady A~