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The future shouldn't scare us but the present should.
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The future shouldn't scare us but the present should.
Have you ever thought that it is all a hoax. All of it. Fate. Love. Life. Death. Hope. Justice. Freedom. Destiny. Fear. Change.
I guess I'm like a piece of grass. I'm important, Yet no one really cares what I do. People walk all over me, And barely notice me when they walk by. I've been through a lot.
They say our time is borrowed. Don't think about tomorrow. Just live your life. Each day each night. And all the rest will follow. If you ask too many questions. Life will pass you by. So take a seat.
Isn't it sad. We all vanish… We all die… It's sad. We decease a Grim's banish… Lost souls in the sky. What about the living. We lose our friends… We lose family… Grim's gift giving… It never ends.
“Every atom in your body came from a star that exploded. And, the atoms in your left hand probably came from a different star than your right hand.
In the rain I can see eyes. In the rain I can see faces. In the rain I can see, I can see, two boys, bouncing upon a trampoline.
I shall not waste any more Clear skies and long goodbyes On trivialities and melancholy, For days skip past, impelled on, And ever forward by the incessant Turning of the earth and Rising, setting of...
Has it ever occurred to you, like it has me, how much the night sky does observe. How many dark secrets, passionate moments, mundane tasks are revealed in its presence.
What is reality. This is a question that has puzzled many wise men for many ill-spent years. Where does it stop and fiction begin. How thick is that division. Does it even exist.
In every passing moment, we grow farther and farther from the beginning. The beginning, where we could become anything.
#projecthumanity #nightdwellers and any other tag that I can't remember #all Lmfao I do not fear to show what others pretend they don't have. You're human like me and we share some common facts.
Have you ever wondered what your purpose on earth is. Or, what you want your life to look like. I'm pretty sure you have. I do, all of the time. Maybe even too much.
What Is my purpose . Why am I here. Go to work ,day in and day out It's just existence , no fears.
The Great Lover I have been so great a lover: filled my days So proudly with the splendour of Love's praise, The pain, the calm, and the astonishment, Desire illimitable, and silent content, And all...
Why is the card in games, that can be anything number or color or thing you want it to be, called a wild card.
In the black all I see Dreams and false reality Into white garish light With no escape in sight In the red in the end There'll be no cash to spend Out of the blue surprise surprise.
Livet börjar någonstans och utvecklas redan ifrån starten till ett liv som någon har grundat som en förebild vilket kan vara en närstående.
A breath of air, A brand new stench, Another figure, On a bench. Far too clouded, For the stars, The scent if whiskey, So many bars.
It may not have happened yet, But it won't be long until you fret. You will die, a deathly phrase, Used in one of Shakespeare's plays.
Hollow black shadow,. Sprouting from my feet,. Climbing further, further away,. Sleeping on the street,. Flickers in the moonlight,. Shrinks when lights go out,. Ripples on the grass,.
Isn't life funny. Isn't it strange. Everyone's different. But no-one likes change. Some folk are open. Some maybe shy. Some folk are honest. Some of them lie. Some of us rich. Some of us poor.
Simply trying To watch the world go by, Unlike others I don't wish to fly. I'd rather stand back, And enjoy the show. Can't tell of a sunrise or sunset, But I'd rather not know. Is that so bad.
Making a day come to life with no love, I say its possible. A number of letters given to send to hope and grief with no name of why. So how. Your lost in fame, alone in the game you play.