Legget dr.

 

Brook Street Hotel in Legget Drive

Have visited the gym, restaurant, and the spa

I wasn't paid to take a good photo

This is the lobby. It gives space odyssey vibes

Some people think I won't shoot them

This machine shows what's inside your thoughts. I found it interesting

On the boundary of the living world

They get to know it when it is too late to change

Some artists think it is bad

Composision

personal notes

 After forgiving myself for my own existence, what do I do? 

I shall imagine,

I imagine paintings, poems, plays

I imagine minds

I imagine a world made out of stained glass

that each one connects us to a subtle realm of vibrations

A proof of the existence of one above

To take pride in being a servant

To one singular

approaching infinity

where reality collides with nonexistence

When another now begins to emerge from the future

And past carries the rubble of destruction of what it was

A sudden but continuous transformation

Each moment, echoing one word

think

 Who do you think you belong to?

I mean you should probably know by now that all the feelings and decisions you make are because of a hierarchy of wants and needs that are pushing things down to you.

Even the feelings you have towards other people. You think you know what you want?

No it is all because of how somebody else will benefit from your tension with another person

I have looked far and still cannot understand what makes me less prone to be manipulated by others will

Is it the system?

Is it the price of living with money?

Might be. But who is going to benefit if there is an idea governing all?

For the idea, all that matters is to exist

And it doesn't matter who is in power and who is not

The more people draw themselves to pain

The more it feels hungry and needs more