Thinking in pictures of this life.
Thinking in words that are known at the time, I was not.
I can't even recall what it was.
I know I was there.
Reality told me I was here and there.
I was flying without a body(bodyless). My though energy a bolt of life that doesn't need skin.
As I strive to recall thoughts from my midnight vacation from this workhouse prison, ideas of the optomism of the masses of people with whom I'm surrounded, almost completely diminishes.
Even though those who I choose to surround myself with, they are few. They are great and they ar the one's who I'm inspired by.
Thinking in words that are known at the time, I was not.
I can't even recall what it was.
I know I was there.
Reality told me I was here and there.
I was flying without a body(bodyless). My though energy a bolt of life that doesn't need skin.
As I strive to recall thoughts from my midnight vacation from this workhouse prison, ideas of the optomism of the masses of people with whom I'm surrounded, almost completely diminishes.
Even though those who I choose to surround myself with, they are few. They are great and they ar the one's who I'm inspired by.