This is just a storage of the raw

The mind is constantly changing.

Saturday, 16 February 2008

A Stranger

Zoning out, insomnia, disconnection and disruption.

Hearing the ugly sound of the background setting; spiritual connection to the beautiful sublimity. Only one time of discovering on existence, which a riducule of the same period of accountancy remained unsettled and gone, can result to overbearing sequence of appearance no one can control; as if it created a certain connection even breath cannot grasp.



Come clean, something essential and ever will be. I have been indulged into something I haven't really felt before; never run away.

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