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Seconds tick as years go by, both the same to me. Time and space be mere illusions..… nothing’s as it seems. Like the wind, we’re drifting on
At the end of the day if the truth… we don’t own a single thing we hol… Not the spoils we gain, nor the go… Not the things we reap. Not the t… that we build upon, where we stake…
I one time dreamed a dream wherein… where every step a memory was, and… I saw each day I ever lived, they… Each opportunity to give now stood… I saw each thing I ever owned and…
When your choice is Coriantumr or… does it matter what the answer is? It’s kind of like Russian Roulett… you lose no matter who you get. To die by fire or die by ice.
Take a look what’s before you, a l… this city of people with lives cru… Take a moment to listen, a moment… a moment in silence and see if you… From the window I’ve looked out a…
Looking out from deep inside this fortress here wherein I hide. Formed brick by brick in rounds of… some circumstantial, others made by hand selecting from the first -
I charted once a course to gold, a place wherein I might take hold of everything I ever wished. Retire there; enjoy the bliss. But every time I thought that I
Tis an interesting thing to consid… the value of a quiet example set. Like the crystal streams, or the m… consistent, constant, always there… Blessing every soul who happens by…
I hate how I feel although common it seems, having been once again what I swore I’d not be. Yes, despite all the talks
Now, at the end, looking back... what else have I to do but reflect… in a sleepless round of ever mounting despair. Despair born and thereafter bred
A silent end, a fading friend, an… A tear-stained eye, a question why… A solemn stare, the mirror’s glare… A slow walk home, still there alon… Where do you go when all is lost?…
It’s been used in so many movies, and series, and books to be read - some kind of sickness breaks out i… turning all into the living dead. I once thought the concept was sil…
The further I go the worse I get at what I do and what I let destroy my peace
It feels kind of like someone gave… mixed for the purpose of stamping… Slipped like a Mickey when I was… Slammed down the hatch and now all… is, “I don’t know why I feel noth…
It seems that life’s a limbo so if… it’s hard to not conclude that eve… For everything we do, in time fade… The shiny steel of bliss today eac… So how can Heaven hold its awe wh…