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Tag Archives: truth
Nothing is wrong here; everyone is smiling. It is green and comfy. We are all winners. This tall tree burns in the hell it is creating. Advertisements
Resting on a rock, before the glowing black sky, The tall grass hides me from the shimmering moon. A hawk swoops for its prey and takes prize near by: Beyond this wall demons lurk to bring me to my doom. … Continue reading
“Every man takes the limits of his own field of vision for the limits of the world” – Schopenhauer A cool breeze stung Ralph’s cheeks, bringing him to his senses. Why am I lying down on grass? Where am I? … Continue reading
There is a pair of shoes Walking in my brain. They go around in circles; A never ending train. As they stalk around my mind Their muscles only strengthen; Yet with every footstep, My thoughts, they only lengthen. It is … Continue reading