The Golden City of Shadows

We sit here waiting for something to happen, what for something more important to happen than life? What is time? It simply passes through us yet we may never pass through it – the unfairness of life yet again rapes us of our skins. These questions, paradoxes, and other such problems that skim our brains lead us to the point of devestation…THE HUMAN RACE IS KILLING ITSELF!!! Yet, we shall prevail. Life and death will never touch either of us, does that make sense? Of course it does, but it also does not. We cannot live if we cannot die for nothing is immortal, everything is impermenable. I had a dream last night, a nightmare rather, from the sky burned down a flaming sword of light that cast upon me and danced about my body with sheer content as if its goals had finally been accomplished. Then it dimmed. Oh! its life was snuffed out right before me just as I had seen in the movies and of a dying friend slowly passing and then there I was left in the snow with an empty vessel. That is why we never die, because somebody will always be thinking of us – we only die when those people die and those people shall never die. Hang hoops from your ears and paint your face to pale and white tones while lashing up your lashes with outragous designs, is this the meaning of ‘life’? Well IS IT? To pretend to be beautiful inside and out, waste or ‘time’ on simplicity. Doesn’t this sadden the human race, I do believe that there has to be a better reason out there for us other than for us to die. If that is the only reason, these monks that reach ‘nirvana’ and such would have taken away the light of the world and left only darkness for us to live in – putting shame to the human race and making it all extinct. Is that not true as well?? Black is white but black isblack not white because white is white but white is black. Why do I continue to write??

Published in: on April 10, 2008 at 9:00 pm Comments (1)
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