Brightening spirit within the dancing coloured lights when the words will not reveal their mystery in their memories of twinkling feelings
Thursday, March 25, 2010
Look Into my Eyes, Life
Look into my eyes life. Tell me what it is that is going on with you? Have you no conscience at all? and are you working on delusion? Remember when I promised to be true to you and obey your very wishes? Well, it seems that there was confusion in the air at the time, there was a kind of sleep and sleep is no beholder of time, and I wonder if time really is a beholder of Life.
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