Rain
One day, time wont exist.
This won't matter.
These selfish choices, the falsehood of the meaning behind "I".
We are all one, with every strange difference that we create amongst a crowd.
As we pass, either one's soul reincarnates, and the destiny is chosen at that moment of conception. Creation happens, but what will be when our tangible bodies are no more, and something greater occurs?
We think as our own, but these confused and unused minds are only temporary. Detachment is key.
Our society, my fellow sheep, are lost in this herd because we have been led astray.
There is so much more.
More to live for.
More for one to offer.
More beyond our wildest imaginations.
More then these minds could ever conceive.
More to life then the path others follow.
More side then one.
Think about it now, gravity holds us down while we are really already floating amongst the beauty of the stars.
This won't matter.
These selfish choices, the falsehood of the meaning behind "I".
We are all one, with every strange difference that we create amongst a crowd.
As we pass, either one's soul reincarnates, and the destiny is chosen at that moment of conception. Creation happens, but what will be when our tangible bodies are no more, and something greater occurs?
We think as our own, but these confused and unused minds are only temporary. Detachment is key.
Our society, my fellow sheep, are lost in this herd because we have been led astray.
There is so much more.
More to live for.
More for one to offer.
More beyond our wildest imaginations.
More then these minds could ever conceive.
More to life then the path others follow.
More side then one.
Think about it now, gravity holds us down while we are really already floating amongst the beauty of the stars.