This line does not end here
I am not there
you can be anything
I’ve lost sight of my boundaries
again.How can something be right if thereare no parameters to govern sucha concept?Is existence itself proof of what is right?Or does the existence of error nullifythat argument?There has been no powerrevealed to us—–save those that we created ourselves,that can judgeright or wronggood or badwithin an infinite context.Our perception creates our worldBut where does our perception […]
Excuse my existential
Light is the left hand of Darkness
In that momenteverythingisone thingisa momentisbreathing