The angels found me yesterday
And the wind carried their voices...
:,) :,(
Sad face...
Hoping for the future.
Unable to sleep...
I'm quite afraid that I have failed
There's nothing in the drinking pail...
I almost want to cry,
in relief, in acceptance...
Are you the body that is sure to die?
Or are you the one who will go into the sky...
Who is God, where is God, what is God? This...
We pray to God, we go to a temple...
Melancholy blossoms
betwixt seasons, wilting...
Droplets of whiskey
perfume the air as the winter...
The night bathes the forest in red
And the leaves gnaw at tired old bones...
I ask myself what I really want from you.
How can I excavate my truth if you are...
knowledge is a impact power
the impact of a power is a impact of knowledge...