5/15/2008 4:09pm
in my disgrace of looking in the mirror at my face.
i up the pace and go with haste, that i may leave this place.
go without a trace, be erased, afterlife embraced
no longer in the chase, moving on from lost faith
these are the thoughts of a basket case
dreams of death and silence riddle me
visions of breath and science belittle me
because what cannot be explained doesn’t even have a explanation
based on fake facts of the past
history is a lie, the pictures i’ve seen were painted…
just like today’s painters can paint imaginations they’ve seen
but that does not make the painting, a painting of something real!
my imagination riddles me with such questions,
as if, if there is “A” god
why would he let others worship another “GOD”?
and where did this god come from?
it/he/she/whatever had to start from something!
blah the reminisce of my mind is a scary place…
so i shall right about it
red addiction
Ha! Got you thinking, huh?
conceited replied
yes, yes it has!
jacqi
You’re right about the god thing. How can there be a god thing without it coming from another god thing? It goes on into the infinity of space that cannot be real because what is beyond the boundaries? So who’s to say whether or not the world is real. Is it all something you imagine because you are the only one in it? Maybe it is all a dream.
conceited replied
you are so correct… maybe this is a dream, but if it was a dream i would call it a nightmare
jacqi
lol, dreams / nightmares, all the same in a dream world. I like your writing by the way and I don’t think I dreamt it up myself
conceited replied
why thank you, i really appreciate the gesture.
I’m really new to the whole writing thing.
my friend mtda inspired me