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When you look at heaven.
Imagination takes place in your being.
As if the very thread of reality is uninstitched and i promised myself i would not wonder.
Possibly the stars are light seeping through the holes of the mask.
Do you know what i've wondered?
Rather can you compare beings above ourselves.
Feel the pulse the stars have given us.
God I love to wonder. Mind is a key.
Existence is the lock.
And the door is omniciency.
None of which are out of reach.
-m L d.
You gotta love the things i write during Study Hall listening to Dimmu Borgir.
Imagination takes place in your being.
As if the very thread of reality is uninstitched and i promised myself i would not wonder.
Possibly the stars are light seeping through the holes of the mask.
Do you know what i've wondered?
Rather can you compare beings above ourselves.
Feel the pulse the stars have given us.
God I love to wonder. Mind is a key.
Existence is the lock.
And the door is omniciency.
None of which are out of reach.
-m L d.
You gotta love the things i write during Study Hall listening to Dimmu Borgir.