behind a wall

fuck you

-

fuck everything

fuck

the

universe

showing itself to me parading

insanity

and

dream like sequences intertwining with real life

real life (!)

what is it?

what do i know of this waking life

-

if every

lifetime

every soul

is

five minutes

(one second even)

in

another time sphere then

how light

and irrelevent everything becomes

-

but real life waits

-

perhaps

(who are we to disagree)

this life

that we have such blind faith in

this world our time our

history

(history)

is hell

knowing it

taking part in it

not having a choice in whether or not you get carried away by it

life

my dear

is the devil

-

thoughts

the mind

is ones only hope we are all

existing within something else, in fact

many

somethings

layers upon layers and we all and none of it

-

with our mind we can

discover things

knowledge

could prove the death of us

and if life

is the devil than in accordance with our nature to give things

'opposites'

(opposing factors)

death must be god

-

and so what of love

she whispered

love is like

a brief escape

from life from

the devil

love is a glimpse of god

of death

love is a joining of souls

of universes

of histories

love

is eternal

and immuteable

inspiration for so many

what do you know of love?

-

(i got lost the other day i think)

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