undead
Greenlighter
bleeding hearts aside i cherrished every breath i took today. raining skies to such a delight i couldnt feel anything but pleasure. throwing darts at the map to place the specific points of complacency. i could do no less than to drop to my knees and pray to the gods to let all that is well continue to be well and all that is unwell to cease as it has. the shades of grey, much to my liking, beckon me to listen with relentlessness for any sign of life, for any attempt of contact with another planet, metaphorically speaking of course. this world is far too complex for everything to seem so simple, but every so often all colors turn to black and white and it's within these moments that all things are understood. the shades of grey are the world's attempts at returning to normalcy. all the colors have been filtered and i think im finally getting it. its like a procession of information pushing its way through your brain right up to the point that it becomes a memory. and not even the bad memories that ive become accustom to, rather the kind of memory i intend to reflect on in my moments of self-preservation.
i no longer see the shadow of the eclipsed sun i see the ring of light around the blackened moon. the rain has never failed to amaze me, but now i have a reason to respect it.
i no longer see the shadow of the eclipsed sun i see the ring of light around the blackened moon. the rain has never failed to amaze me, but now i have a reason to respect it.
