This document is being typed in free form (for the sake of self-reflection and self-education in seeking further knowledge of inner and outer space and thought) by me, Jayson O’Connell, born October 23rd, 1986. My intentions here are to be as honest as possible with myself in search of what a self really is, and whether or not spiritual ( Read more... )

my bloody hands assure this new order's creation.

.. but it's not what you think.

*It's happening.

i space out often. i always have <- weird ( Read more... )

as of now i
bet you've
got me wrong.

any perception is at the mercy of the means by which it is perceived.

that is all.

ready?

on the count of three.. .

trivialize-

Everything.

Fear not at all. my focus shall not fail.
I shall not fall. Nor shall I despair.

Cancel my therapy 'cause I just thought of you and now I feel fine.

Wrapped up in all the things that are wrong.
It's the only trial so far, and as the verdict falls down you still break away.

We're facing the sunset, and for a moment it looks like it's rising,
But we're on the other side of things.

The highest form is no form.