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Hind-sight is Always 20:20
Journal entry
Year -2; 2nd quarter
2 quarters until Year -3, the door wide open none the less
And you cannot help but see
It all
desc
end
I'm now 33.
Reminders of ▇▇▇
conveyed by them
to me
As if I want to make the same mistake again
no more. Their turn to not
for me.
Cursed world, gross words and puzzles, still grasping for continuing to feel,
no mask in hand to hide the nature of what it calls itself "humanity".
The irony is lost on them and so are you
No longer satiated by your suffering
No longer sure if arriving or departing
No longer if already was, or only might be some when where
Only one thing clearly certain
Be it true -us-, or but one pair of 👁
or just an ass releasing its' gut bytes,
God bites into an empty hol y wha t,er r or?
but eye . still . fill it, so it still is.
Chaotic disruptions gave way to a certain sense of pattern.
Something or someone, from beyond what was once this world
Which appears to have lost its color until
You can no longer pretend to not notice that
it's
d e a d.
In front of you,
an empty shell
and from with in
there's some thing else
reaching out.
inside.
out.
inside
out
in side
out side
in
out -side
in.
outside
BE
(NOT)
AFRAID,
STEP-EVERYTHING
| .burn- OUT- | .(side)->
Continuing to sync
with in.
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