A man with his hand against the wall leaning into his future
I am here now with you and appreciate this moment because you are hearing what I have to say and that is a light, a light in the dark, a whole in the floor that we can see down and hear a faint sound of music coming up from the depth of beautiful bliss but heard in demonic helasiouse per portion. I do not tast the raw sweetness of life to impress you or accommodate you. I tast the RAW sweetness of life because it continues to bring me sweet salvation and surrenders me to god in a way in which no one but I will ever know. See what I say however you may like but only words are words and sadness will continue to repeat in my soul which is created from the devils creators who possess a surrounding of false beauty and unimaginable irony not even conceivable to my own mind. But if you are that absorbed into the shallow depths of a moon lit oasis-like shore line looking to be affirmated into a charades of hallucinations not created by god or any of his angels but by mankind and the synthetic reality what we so call stability in this time and day. Look up to the stars and be yourself, don’t try, don’t ask questions, don’t tell anyone what you see. When you look up think of yourself as a human and only one human left to known on mankind’s existence and then speak softly with the most soft sigh in your breath and say “god what is going on, how are you? I hope I’m not bothering you, I’m not here to ask anything of you just to let you know I’m here and that me and you man have a bond something real together”.