i am not sure of what to say, but i'll say it anyway….while lying in thy bed last night….i thought about nothing really but in that thought of nothing i started to ramble on and roll down hill….gathering speed….i soon put on the brakes so as not to collide with the rising tide from so many oceans of doubt that washed through my mind inside…..i arose in the darkness and was greeted most graciously by the light of my surroundings; being a tiny speck of jubilation on the ass of humanity in the house of the rising sun….i am beginning to come undone and by no means intend harm for any one….who are you ppl? where did you come from? where are you going?

why has it been so long and why do i remember not knowing any of you?

you all are truly beautiful! i am enamored by the growth of the rose and the thorns that adorn its stem…..i curse the thorns for being so sharp and am awestruck by the unfolding of its petals, which remind me of a bride in an ancient castle on mars…..

is any of this real in the abstract sense? or is the dream of reality becoming more of an illusion?