the deeper we get the more we see.
The more we know. The more we don't
understand.


i have been here. To this place.
This place of darkness. I have
been here. Fighting. Dying.
Fighting dying trying to cope
with this black hole.

swallowing me hole.
it sucks me in.

My solar system sinking. My
feet dinning in sore shoes.

Whatever they told you about me
is wrong. I will rewrite the ending.
I will dig.
Patience will
be my slave. I will wash it's feet.
I will figure out who I am.
They think they know. I don't know.
I am stuck.
Here in this black hole.
My tongue most curious.
Astonished by it's creative powers.
My bodies moves without want.
More for need. The head needs a want.
The heart. A broken compass.

Great write. I thought you captured very well.

A deeply moving Reflection into your unknown,,,

Ohhhhhhhhhhhh Sweet ((( J ))) I have an eraser thats works wonders on Chalk
If ya ever need to borrow it

I will rewrite the ending-I don't know how many times I have told myself this. Excellent J

Some of the most beautiful creations are temporary...

as always brother

With-in the eternity of nothingness, begins an end.
As we all feel utterly helpless, face-less, alone.
We find peace in this embodiment here, called friends.


Nice work man...