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I am in, outside and beyond the boxed,
I appear and disappear, existing without control.
If I could turn back the time, I don't know if I would..
To erase you?
no..
Even if it means sad face between smiles.
I hold more understanding then 3D of our existence.
Even when I'm sliced into pieces and hold hostage between the lines of realities, I love you, yesterday, today and tomorrow.
Is there a good news when life's gone wild? yeah...
I Believe in better tomorrow.
Good Day for everyone
Even though, from minute to minute, even I forget and get angry at the world around me, at the people around me... deep down inside, I come to my senses and understand... not many seen the world the way I did and do see it. It is a miracle in a misery... there is nothing I can change... and realization of that makes me stronger then ever.
Survival of the fittest! I am fit!
Survival of the fittest! I am fit!
Walking the line between dimensions
I am in, outside and beyond the boxed,
I appear and disappear, existing without control.
If I could turn back the time, I don't know if I would..
To erase you?
no..
Even if it means sad face between smiles.
I hold more understanding then 3D of our existence.
Even when I'm sliced into pieces and hold hostage between the lines of realities, I love you, yesterday, today and tomorrow.
Is there a good news when life's gone wild? yeah...
I Believe in better tomorrow.
I am the witness of this and the other world and I am not in any way able to stop what is happening..
No mutant with special powers in me.. other then a mutant able to travel from here to there..
I a mutant in love and a mutant in sorrow of not being able to stay or go as I wish..
I am.. and that's about it.
Twisted faith, twisted life, twisted beyond understanding of science and realm as we know it..
I am the first visitor, an alien to otherwise uncharted territory.
One day, you'll find a link to my writings and see my love still existing, beyond time line of one life.
Here or there or whenever, I love you, as love does transcend beyond the realm of our eyes.
No mutant with special powers in me.. other then a mutant able to travel from here to there..
I a mutant in love and a mutant in sorrow of not being able to stay or go as I wish..
I am.. and that's about it.
Twisted faith, twisted life, twisted beyond understanding of science and realm as we know it..
I am the first visitor, an alien to otherwise uncharted territory.
One day, you'll find a link to my writings and see my love still existing, beyond time line of one life.
Here or there or whenever, I love you, as love does transcend beyond the realm of our eyes.
When the rift of the bottom pit opened
I fell down my sides rough
I fell down my sides rough
rolled in misery of the yolk broken ego
sticky with ill brutality of the neg
I concured with heavens and rain
rain rain rain...
that reminds me of something that was or maybe wasn't
that reminds me of that other world that other somewhere
somewhere there there is a continuum
there is
there must be
for the sake of us
I fell down my sides rough
I fell down my sides rough
rolled in misery of the yolk broken ego
sticky with ill brutality of the neg
I concured with heavens and rain
rain rain rain...
that reminds me of something that was or maybe wasn't
that reminds me of that other world that other somewhere
somewhere there there is a continuum
there is
there must be
for the sake of us
I feel like I've lost a friend who I abandoned purposely
even though I did not want to and now there it is
another sadness of reality
How awesome life is yet how overwhelming and unbelievably unfair feelings are
There is no explanation to our minds bubbled and separated
There is no explanation as to what is our purpose in life when God does not measure to his greatness
yet Sun I worship and hold my head low in appreciation
Who cares to translate english into english when my mind has it's own track that plays my single never ending story
I am a poet unrecognized and maybe even untranslatable
...
I can hear him
the bird
I can hear him
sometimes I hear the train
whistling
It feels like I'm back there
where fields of golden grain and far away station is
where you live
sometimes I hear her buzzing
it doesn't take me anywhere
I am the King and the Queen and the Freedom Holder
just like the little prairies
beautiful
Eleethan
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