Going down the abyss and i don't even want to shout for help , I wasn't jumping for me it was a fall it's a long way down to nothing at all ....
'Why be in this mundane world when the surreal world inside my head is so much more inviting, exciting and not as complex?'
The world within ... where everything is possible ... drawn beyond the lines of
'Reason and Logic'
Reason - 'The faculty that identifies and integrates the perceptive of mans senses'
Logic - 'The principles that guide Reasoning within a given field or situation'
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Dreams they say are the mirrors of the soul, in a way dreams are our subconscious' attempt to have a conversation with us, sometimes they are coherent and lucid but mostly they are derisory or ludicrous ... but these judgments are merely in comparison with Realism ... i think we ought to stop judging them using logic ... to discover there meaning, to know what they are tryin' to hint at ... one would have to evaluate there recent past and there deepest darkest desires, there passions, there activities ... and should be able to relate to there dreams . [i think]
Then there those days when you wake up in the middle of the night, covered up in cold sweat and perspiring ... with absolutely no idea what just happened .... 'A Nightmare' ...A situation resembling a terrifying dream, we find that Nightmares are better remembered than the utopias.
Well my favorite part comes when people fantasize during the day ... ah 'Daydreaming' .. when they Indulge in there fantasy ..
MY WORLD: I stare at the blank page with blank thoughts in my head. It is dark and there is no one around for miles. Or maybe I'm trapped in a crowd in an alien land where I know no one. What difference does that make? I choose to see what I want to see. And I hear only the words echoing in my mind. I wonder. Would I just die one day? Would my heart one day, just refuse to beat?
A God's Lament Should I just obliterate all existence and be done with all the charades? I am after all a God left at the mercy of whimsical beings. Is the capacity to bear infinite pain my omnipotence? Why did I create when I knew that this day will come? Am not I above errors? Then why is my reflection not blemish free? Why can't the fountains of Heaven quench my thirst? Where did I go wrong? Right now all I can think about is all the gruesome deaths that would end my life. So why haven't I ended my life. Okay makes no sense to me. Drivel. All of the above. Maybe, maybe not. What do I live for?
Every time I see that damn scene of the atom bomb exploding I am filled with a feverish excitement. I get filled with emotions like, wow this thing can totally annihilate me in less than a second. Eradicate me from this planet like I have never existed.
Enmity gouged, united by fear
Forced to endure what i could not bear
Time to Emancipate ....
'Why be in this mundane world when the surreal world inside my head is so much more inviting, exciting and not as complex?'
The world within ... where everything is possible ... drawn beyond the lines of
'Reason and Logic'
Reason - 'The faculty that identifies and integrates the perceptive of mans senses'
Logic - 'The principles that guide Reasoning within a given field or situation'
..................................................................................
Dreams they say are the mirrors of the soul, in a way dreams are our subconscious' attempt to have a conversation with us, sometimes they are coherent and lucid but mostly they are derisory or ludicrous ... but these judgments are merely in comparison with Realism ... i think we ought to stop judging them using logic ... to discover there meaning, to know what they are tryin' to hint at ... one would have to evaluate there recent past and there deepest darkest desires, there passions, there activities ... and should be able to relate to there dreams . [i think]
Then there those days when you wake up in the middle of the night, covered up in cold sweat and perspiring ... with absolutely no idea what just happened .... 'A Nightmare' ...A situation resembling a terrifying dream, we find that Nightmares are better remembered than the utopias.
Well my favorite part comes when people fantasize during the day ... ah 'Daydreaming' .. when they Indulge in there fantasy ..
MY WORLD: I stare at the blank page with blank thoughts in my head. It is dark and there is no one around for miles. Or maybe I'm trapped in a crowd in an alien land where I know no one. What difference does that make? I choose to see what I want to see. And I hear only the words echoing in my mind. I wonder. Would I just die one day? Would my heart one day, just refuse to beat?
A God's Lament Should I just obliterate all existence and be done with all the charades? I am after all a God left at the mercy of whimsical beings. Is the capacity to bear infinite pain my omnipotence? Why did I create when I knew that this day will come? Am not I above errors? Then why is my reflection not blemish free? Why can't the fountains of Heaven quench my thirst? Where did I go wrong? Right now all I can think about is all the gruesome deaths that would end my life. So why haven't I ended my life. Okay makes no sense to me. Drivel. All of the above. Maybe, maybe not. What do I live for?
Every time I see that damn scene of the atom bomb exploding I am filled with a feverish excitement. I get filled with emotions like, wow this thing can totally annihilate me in less than a second. Eradicate me from this planet like I have never existed.
Enmity gouged, united by fear
Forced to endure what i could not bear
Time to Emancipate ....
