Vapeo
07-24-2016, 06:19 PM
I'm not sleeping but my eyes are closed, thinking about things that I know nobody can ever know.
But you never know, maybe I’ll stumble upon something out of this world, something incredible. Say Eureka!
I think enlightenment comes outside the theaters, we’re all actors at this stage of life, in poetic meter.
Wife beaters to real leaders, we’re all following a script. Our lives are poetic even when they’re nondescript.
Tragic catastrophes occurring around the world, rapidly. Because we don’t know how to live! Actually,
every time we make mistakes, we put it all at stake, cause no one knows what happens after we, die.
After we are gone, we still stick around, like dead trees falling in a forest, making echoes and sounds. Why?
Don’t know the answer to these questions, and yet most are content with leaving feeble legacies and living lies.
I get critical and start asking these questions cause I really truly want to understand why!
But drop the big picture, move into small scale. No one can answer my questions, I’m beating a dead whale.
Or is it a horse, I can’t remember well, oh well.
(EDIT)
But you never know, maybe I’ll stumble upon something out of this world, something incredible. Say Eureka!
I think enlightenment comes outside the theaters, we’re all actors at this stage of life, in poetic meter.
Wife beaters to real leaders, we’re all following a script. Our lives are poetic even when they’re nondescript.
Tragic catastrophes occurring around the world, rapidly. Because we don’t know how to live! Actually,
every time we make mistakes, we put it all at stake, cause no one knows what happens after we, die.
After we are gone, we still stick around, like dead trees falling in a forest, making echoes and sounds. Why?
Don’t know the answer to these questions, and yet most are content with leaving feeble legacies and living lies.
I get critical and start asking these questions cause I really truly want to understand why!
But drop the big picture, move into small scale. No one can answer my questions, I’m beating a dead whale.
Or is it a horse, I can’t remember well, oh well.
(EDIT)