Silence isn't voiceless
it's the very existence...

Watch the mirage of
your question in the distance...

They looked down upon him in dirt in derision.
They never saw him they saw themselves...

Living is an addiction
Joy preserves the reason of existence...

You are not so masterful
for...

Going out
going in...

We sculpt
because we are looking for perfection...

I am
as old as...

Parallels are delusion
otherwise, roads were endless...

Just for an aeon
I am left, in this moment...

How heavy and how
impatient is the river...

The darkness in me
is as vacant as I am...