Acceptance, par Nigel Stuart Vinston Gunn

Acceptance

Time is relative,

And moments can seem long,

But they add up fast,

And then they’re gone,

We don’t have long before we die.

Embrace impermanence,

And see yourself fly.

(2014)

Everything is serious, and everyth… Everything is darkness, and everyt…

When at last the pieces come to fi… But no real answer comes from it, We must zoom out a little bit, See the picture that’s outside of…

Confined, With infinite space, And light, Contained, Within her mind,

Pulled outward, While drawn inward, Held at the verge, Holding balance, Balance holding me,

Embrace like the wind, Kiss like the rain, Touch like lightning, Thoughts like landslides, Words like fire,

A generator, With no outlet, Is a guilt ridden, Fuel sucking, Smog puking,

Like sweet sea breeze, Against the sails first unfolding. Sheets hard creased, And ballast molding. After untold years,

||: Unattached, Each moment being connected, Burdened, Each moment being heartened, Concerned,

When water first flows, It may not find itself to be a riv… But as time passes, And water continues to flow, It will find its path,

Now, Forever, Eternity, Whatever...

We are nothing but adaptation, Looking through snake eyes. So kick-ass, And drive angry, For those who face off,

Six sick sheep, Seeking shade, Shorn by sharp sheers, Sweat, steam, Shallow seeping stigmas,

Shape end sound, Taste ant texture, Mined make(s)cents, Know knead four Lecture,

The plaster on the wall, Is starting to flake off, Like the membrane of a brain, Trying to give up. Contemplate every single concept,

Do you believe in god? Do you believe in aliens? Do you believe in yourself? Do you believe in tradition? Do you believe in superstition?