It’s so inconceivable to me that we are alive, that we are gods dream, that he is in me. The only thing that I am is really not me. I follow a path of half broken trees, I believe that I cut on my own, and really I’m way too small to see the surroundings of me, the birth of the universe and lifeforms that have grown old before me. Destiny is a friend of mine, her daughter, fate, she fucks my mind, disorients my line of things I choose to believe. She is a lie that I read, a troubled friend that makes decisions for me. Is my mind my own? Has what I thought been thought before? Where did they live? When are they from? Was it a successful man? An independent woman? Someone imprisoned in their mind for a lie sentence of unhappiness? Is there a gravity pull that drags me toward what I think that I want? Does endless love exist? Is love a myth? Is this life a lie, temporary bliss, with a lifetime of blindness? Bless me with ignorance so I cannot see the man that I am, the man that I’ll be. My life is cold, its predictable, and the wallet is never full of the only thing that ever seems to matter. Theres a pink line in the sky that I’m driving toward. I’m burning gas, I strike a match, for we all will live and we all will die, and for the same thing: this all amounts to nothing. The only thing that I want is a love thats true, a love thats pure, a love to endure life and its mystery.
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