Thursday, November 19, 2009
- 9:20 pm
i break worlds open; look into them and feed the stars with stories of their incomprehensibility. the questions are always the same; in the big picture, where do we fit in? and then you figure that you don't really have to, because things are always much better this way. always. a floating entity in the voidless reality. it cannot be emptiness you look for; emptiness comes unlooked for within; where without everything else passes by in a frenzied blur; you stop and let things pass you for a while. don't really want to become a part of that mess, too many things happening to get caught up in. i'll live my own worlds, and my own words, thankyouverymuch.
im tired of these breaks in the earth. one day ill fall through the cracks just to see what there is to see, but not today. for now its time to make new nows. newness, newness. why does everything have to be new anyways. im returning to an old new. word on the street is its in vogue right now.
go figure
fin