Is the truth even percievable to our species?
..Doubtful yet hopeful (Me)
Thursday, November 17, 2011
the world is negative space we put the proportion and abstract the lines. the moon is washed by the clouds as they fly by,black in front of the silver sphere. my mind becomes a sort of catacomb i can... i can stay here to enjoy my time. i can unravel and unwind without all these eyes stinging,mouths hissing and snarling. oh darling, my my. where is my mind?