25 April 2012
What is it to be me I wonder sometimes I look up to the dark skies and they seem to lie to me, they tell me of futures past, memories that flicker through a forest of stars.
I wonder who we are, if all of us came from stars, all from one yet not one is all. I take desperate measures and think deeper, into chasms unknown far beneath any safe level of human thought, I'm distraught, is all a waste I think if no true meaning lives.
Deeper I go into the chasm unknown, but wait a light flickers on, like the one that comes on in your mind, I start to relay my thought process across from the sub to the conscious, wherein there lay a certain thoughtlessness, if we are all as one then I am all.
A smile perks at the tip of my lips as I think that I am you as you are me the purpose of us is that we where all meant to be
I love myself as I love you all, as I am all you as you'all is me!
To Everyone • Opuss № I