NicolasWrukolas
Greenlighter
I can feel there's more. I've seen there's more. I've been there before, but I lost track of the door.
Somewhere along the way I took a wrong turn. Persistently pushing forward thinking that in time it would show itself again. Running in the wrong direction.
I'm so scared I will not find it again.
When everything near you is a lie, how do you find the space again? How do you consume yourself in Truth? I can't live without it.
No, I won't.
There's always a constant fear that I cannot return. It seems like you get one shot. One shot to see it all, and your reaction determines where you're placed.
I don't want to be here. I miss them. I miss it.
I need it.
Somewhere along the way I took a wrong turn. Persistently pushing forward thinking that in time it would show itself again. Running in the wrong direction.
I'm so scared I will not find it again.
When everything near you is a lie, how do you find the space again? How do you consume yourself in Truth? I can't live without it.
No, I won't.
There's always a constant fear that I cannot return. It seems like you get one shot. One shot to see it all, and your reaction determines where you're placed.
I don't want to be here. I miss them. I miss it.
I need it.