we don't have many walls in this house
oh, we have some for sure but many spaces are joined together doors left open sound travels well in this house. so be careful what you say. solid idea, terrible execution - Atlas
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we are running out of new ways to say
'this is the end of the world' or perhaps the world has already ended and begun so many times we cannot perceive a difference anymore what matters is what remains and what is remembered - Atlas some days
it feels like every time I blink it gets a little harder to open my eyes. (some days.) in more than just the physical sense of the word - Atlas even the littlest things in life
make good stories they are all so imperfect, so fleeting so multifaceted and ever-evolving it would take a lifetime to write down a single one and even that would be a story of its own. hold pen to paper and count the lines as you wonder where and how to begin - Atlas oh, if only we could understand
what someone said exactly the way they meant it. everything would still be complicated (it always is) but even then this dream still tastes sweet ehhhh - Atlas at the end of our lives
perhaps we are presented with a mirror of all the truths we could not bear to see and heaven and hell reveal themselves not as places of fire, ice, and clouds but in perfect knowledge perfect gratitude perfect regret. eh - Atlas clouds do not control the winds
that shape them but I am made of more than mist and water I am flesh and bone and blood I must draw deeply on that now and decide how much of a say I truly have in my becoming there are many things I should do, but I have very little motivation and/or awareness to actually do them - Atlas I drew a line in the sand
and watched, standing still as the waves moved around my feet wiping it away. I did not draw the line again. on me and boundaries - Atlas we are coming together
falling apart in the way that new elements are formed when stars collapse so far they explode outwards illuminating the cosmos just another part of the pattern. just another explosion. what will be left when the dust settles - Atlas tell me
what is left of that beautiful country our ancestors built tell me is it worth defending tell me if this place is corrupted to its core bleh. I have many thoughts and no words. inconvenient - Atlas |
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