Inspired by the word works of our own Hayley Riesel aka “Happy Girl”
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Strength, is key in the knowledge of what was once done; it is a factor, to the breaking apart of anyone’s stones;
silence, it will be fleeting, your time or what is left; memory of your will, will slowly fade; as for bleeding,
Simpletons united; citizens’ infig… the righteous among US dying; oft… Simplicities mob, the Bourse as b… upon this societies in-servitude m… Supposition’s Asp’, asked
أغلق عيني والإغاثة في التنفس ، تترسخ قلمي في اليد يفكر بعمق من هذه الكلمات لفهم
To what depth, can one reach in search for their soul; through what trials, will they struggle
Fresh thoughts lost… moments alone listening... two spirits move forward; but, one slips between the shadows
Globalization, to gobble this nati… amidst the future generations lost… equals, no more humane presence, this mass, the all of US out sour… society’s scourge, the profiteers…
As the fly to flypaper ribbon; i.e… I am the macro to these micro, par… of the theoretical substance beknownst to L.E. Boltzmann as th… What the chuckle, or that silence
Day’s hours pass to weeks, months,… converting sense, from truths to i… wickedness fains as evil yeas, widespread life spoils, death’s st… established thought succumbs to fe…
beating hearts knowin how it starts we imagine what doesn’t like reality focusing incredible
On this night I open myself to that other side of wanderlust… remembering, the moves
Casual is the wordy theory a query into theory really? Casual Paradox; or is this Casual… Do most physicists practice on thi… paradox; or is this practice reall…
crossroads unknown, either barren or overgrown; back through consiousness, if confusion only knew; things which conquer hearts,
Awash in moments filled with dread… hope slowly gathers; midst strangling moan voices shout… nothing truly matters; mangled by fears,
Timid so, time’s ides approach; thought, drains an ever empty mind… morning’s yawn, an hour’s drive; destination’s loss, is vision ques… rising in life’s misting mores;