What would it take for all to be done?
How would the world be after it is complete?
I halfway understood what it is
A fragile balance between pleasure and hedonism
What would it take for all to be done?
How would the world be after it is complete?
I halfway understood what it is
A fragile balance between pleasure and hedonism
what's not accidental
what's accident other than
convergence of reality into a single point
of things becoming the way they are supposed to
pushing all layers of comfort aside and letting what needs to be done in
It is accidental to be
but letting the accident play through is the key
I told to myself let's simplify our mind
for the one at the very bottom
it does not mean much to complicate their lives
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What is success other than being able to remain in our skins
And not feel too much forced
nor too much loose
On the surface, I was your employee
But beneath the surface,
I saw you differently
I saw layers of meaning to make it believable for me
To make myself be able to love you and your goal
What I was, was a legal love seller
Who would convince themselves of offering
What is unsellable
But I got compensated, don't worry
I saw my late grandmother in you
Who I didn't have much time to spend
Although we did spend a lot of time together
But when you left, part of me was gone
It was too quick for me to understand what happened
When somebody takes part of your soul with them
To the other side
You don't have time to react
I needed that scene to be made one more time
So I can close the curtains between us properly
I knew you were always too busy to think of the end of the line
So it motivated me to paint my picture
From the end to the begining
Think of how I was half dead
Thinking about death every day
What is being alive if
all you can think of is how your company
Is a skull shaped out of smoky quartz?
Yes, humans are complex
The plane of existence extends beyond ordinary
And our hands are tied to some extent
But what we can do is we can focus and experience
All that we lost
In a better way
That we can digest it
This time
Digging deep enough in the language
and submerging in the sea of people
Who are and are not
One finds a pattern and that is
The root of all evil is in holding onto
The power that does not align
And at the same time
witnessing how power conveys a deep meaning
of Truth
It is almost impossible to witness a life without the order
That finds its way in the cause and effect and the universal justice
To write down the events
The fundamentals that connect points of time
In many different scales
To provide a sense and the only sense
that makes sense
A loop between the cause and effect
they ignite and amplify eachother
in the dance of duality
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