Shortcomings

accidental mishap of universal cosmic forces.

that is why we are here

in this pointless glob of thought inventions.

 

wake up,

people of this "earth"

i want to go home.

 

i want to be nothingness that is something again

i dont want to know where i am going to

but feel it in my heart.

 

golden threads of light

the spherical shroud of time confuses us.

 

wake up

dreamers

we are sick of this.

 

we are all miserable in our conforming lives...

our arms in front of our bodies

left, right, left, right

our legs go in motion.

 

this thing we think is our mind

makes us into the same.

we are all the same.

 

wake up.