liberation
I remember when things were fresh and new, when anything was enough and absolutely everything was seared with the rawest, most idyllic beauty.
Things have changed a lot. If I could pinpoint the trajectory, I could deduce where it began. But we know what happens when you invoke uncertainty.
Things go awry.
Minds go awry.
Everything scatters.
You just can't measure all the properties and so what's left is just a big open space, at least as far as I understand it.
What was, what is. All of it tangled together.
I don't know what I want and I don't know how to figure out how to understand, either.
Things have changed a lot. If I could pinpoint the trajectory, I could deduce where it began. But we know what happens when you invoke uncertainty.
Things go awry.
Minds go awry.
Everything scatters.
You just can't measure all the properties and so what's left is just a big open space, at least as far as I understand it.
What was, what is. All of it tangled together.
I don't know what I want and I don't know how to figure out how to understand, either.