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Space and time are fibers in a blanket that is smothering.
The craziest thing ever imagined by humans
is that whatever life that possibly exists
out there might actually not be
wrapped up in the same self
centered love lust and
survival pride trip we
are all on.

As if any
creature of this
universe could ever
rise above it, is the ultimate
act of imagination.

The only art that exists in this universe
are the wrappings of the simple and
broken down truths we all share.

A welcoming smile
A open door
A kind word
A shared moment
A message sent
One received

or the exact opposites…

Lust, Pain, Repeat.

…I guess what I’m trying to say is I miss you.

Last updated March 11, 2019