You must remember. Most words aren't real. Most things that your eyes will wonder through are thoughts and thoughts and thoughts, that I forced into a few meaningless sentences . Nothing is real.
Thursday, December 17, 2009
Nothing is real. Nothing .at ..all. This isn't a darkness. Just a coldness through my bones.
I'm not necessarily numb, I just find everything hysterically funny. Every situation that surrounds me. Everysingleone.
"You have to know who you are dealing with, because like a stranger...heh...I might just come in through here with a gun...heh...and then what would you do? Everything is immaterial...and you know that reality is immaterial...this is not reality."
I am but a hopeless heartless poet living in a world that adds up to nothing, I find beauty in simplicity while I search for a flame to maybe keep me going
http://ghoullsinmygarden.tumblr.com/
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ReplyDeletethis reminds me of a bit of a song
"You have to know who you are dealing with, because like a stranger...heh...I might just come in through here with a gun...heh...and then what would you do? Everything is immaterial...and you know that reality is immaterial...this is not reality."