Tuesday, June 30, 2015
Meditation on the roots of a tree to center one self in the core of presence. Wandering in the valley of empty space consuming light reflected beyond self. Trying to walk on water to find oneself drowning in debt just to carry a scroll of intellect while trying to stay warm from the heat of a burning soul. Imaginary wings carry away thoughts as the madness applauded standing ovation rise of thoughtless empires. Diluted secrets deprave what was left of humanity, as it was written on walls guarded by the scavengers.