Wednesday, December 16, 2020

one day we will all be dead

 it's not the kind of thing i think about -- ever

actually, i fear its manifestation by even giving it the thought

i think life extends to where you let it

so i live rather fearlessly -- and i'm happy living that way

but every now and then

someone says that phrase

' one day we will all be dead '

how can you be so sure of anything at all? 

as far as i know -- all there is in this universe at this moment for me typing this are my fingers, the sensation of buttons touching my finger tips, this DIIV song blaring through my computer speakers, the feeling it's invoking within me, my candle flame standing still to my right, my lamp radiated a light far too bright, the coffee my mom handed me an hour earlier, the memory of the movie we finished watching a few minutes ago, the thoughts that flooded my mind on my long drive home

its' like, i know things can be sad, but i have no way of expressing it to the people i love without it being odd - out of character, or most like just unnecessary. you can't be sappy all the time. and if you're not sappy all the time, when should you even sporadically be sappy? words make me sappy... but no one is here with these words other than me. don't know what i'm saying anymore -- came up with a pretty awesome concept on the drive home


astral aura


i'm not ready for emotions

i feel like a flower in full bloom --- nature, let's just keep it this way -- it's just better this way

do u guys like my still life ?




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