Where the loneliness of each star
is as vast as all the skies...
most thoughts are not important they contain...
thoughts of math and science are important...
the moment we are conceived we are subject to the...
lightening could strike the mother...
I’m not sure why I keep trying
there is never an end...
the wind carries so many seeds a man so much sperm
the seeds make no decision where to make anew tree...
A plain canvas—or paint?
A white peacock, or a rainbow one...
Is it a wonder what I am in nothingness?
I wonder...
Her days have been many
But somehow short...
To be all,
reducing to null...
my competition is like a mirror
I wish to not break...
In the darkness, people are more sincere
Because they are their own vicious being...
we are like fish in a huge coral reef a city
holes apartments and houses colleges workplaces...