victims
(i have vowed to be as morbid as possible for a while due to a bet with a friend...sorry i scare anyone!)
aren't we all just victims of our own fate? be it twisted or beautiful, be it long or short lived. we cant escape, not unless we were meant to do so. why would even we want to escape from something that can only be thought of when we are told we can think of it? why follow faith when we are only allowed to know so little? why be a prisoner to your own thought when you can just stop thinking?
aren't we all just victims of our own fate? be it twisted or beautiful, be it long or short lived. we cant escape, not unless we were meant to do so. why would even we want to escape from something that can only be thought of when we are told we can think of it? why follow faith when we are only allowed to know so little? why be a prisoner to your own thought when you can just stop thinking?
Life and death
When one life ends two more begin, when one dies they become a blossoming masterpiece, we are all born to die, that's how surval works, that's how and end and a beginning are formed, nothing can mean everything and everything will forever mean nothing if all we do is die...