Resurrect from within the dreams I had as an infant l, in that time I saw the world only in colors and through my mother eyes. I felt not hate nor did I see grief all I had was warmth and love. Oh what a dreadful world we find ourselves in with man dreading his […]
The heat you feel is generated by disloyalty It starts like an ordinary idea but then a thought is born The action that follows is always a minor one, but then the deed is done The little things they say always grow up Wanderers often loose sight of the important things They constantly search for
The next bread comes before the first day, the light and the darkness fall on the night My might is lost as my sight struck by plight Who can help the strong? and who should hate on the weak? Why does the driver keep to the road? and why does the time look out into
“And when the hourglass has run out, the hourglass of temporality, when the noise of secular life has grown silent and its restless or ineffectual activism has come to an end, when everything around you is still, as it is in eternity, then eternity asks you and every individual in these millions and millions about
