None are more blind than the man that believes in his own knowing
Therefor, no one is more blind than I
The addition of an old fool too long in the tooth, yet still young enough to be a fool
I wonder what the world would look like if we could see thoughts above people heads as the formed.
It was a dream of a dream within a dream, buried deep in another dream.
A purple dress
Spiders bursting from my body
Cleansing violet flames burning fiercely underwater
Face of all the ones I’ve loved, used and left in my life
One door I’d never seen before
A true fear revealed
Behind the door, a memory from a long forgotten past, filled with feelings I’d forgotten I could ever feel again and at the heart of them all there she was
Someone I’ve never met yet know like I know myself
Her lips spoke silent words, mouthing each one clearly so that even though there was no sound I could hear them
Words that have since left me, yet still reverberate with a deafening radiance
Dreams are a funny thing, they give us the all the answers we seek, so long as we can grab them before they fade
All those that have come to me of late are saying the same thing in one way or another
Water & a World in Ruins
It’s all so clear what it means, to me, to my selfish life, it’s the way.
Again the voids edge has been reached
The end of the endless
Cracks appear in the nothing
On the other side it awaits
Walking without an end in sight, turning left or right without bias under the embrace of a cloudless sky and glaring sun.
Couldn’t do this working the 9-5.
Why is it some of those who have the most wonderful gifts squander them?
Seeing all come ease to them only to have it forsaken.
They could be heroes, capable of such good in this life.
I must understand why.
Back to back nights, everything was submerged in water
Breathing was easy
Movement was free
In this place finally nothing chased me
A world beneath the one above
Illuminated by purple flame in the distance of the abyss
Is this the place I can find my peace?