This is no longer about the world, this is about another place.
There are many who seek this place in dreams.
Only some may have it when awake, the rest will steal it from their machines.
Inside the mind there is a great void.
Some fill it with hope, and others with agony.
Few seek truth, the rest seek knowledge.
I seek a bitter compromise, there is no joy in it.
I drown the mind in false comforts, yet only regret my wasted time
but in the mirror I see the face of what I have avoided.
I asked myself why all along,
and I remain waiting...
3 comments:
"...but in the mirror I see the face of what I have avoided."
i'm not very good at deciphering poetry but that sentence is catchy. what is it you're avoiding? yourself?
why did you change the picture (at the top) and covered up its hot body? a computer mouse instead of a sword? is that what's in the mirror?
Yup the New Pen of the world the computer mouse. You can rule the world with a push of a button now...
hehe
DeKn
April fools is over, Time to venture into Unifyed Theory...
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