6/June 2021
I deeply inhaled the toxicity of the world (I chose to see). Why am I doing that? Why are they doing that? Does ignorace feel like a bliss? I felt like throwing up my words, but I decided to change the route of the story. Sometimes everything I believe in feels like a lie.
13/January 2019 (Lies like truth.) One. Look. Two. Back in time. When you divide it by three, replace the ‘Space’. It’s like an approval, but you’re free to think (whatever you want.’)
Sometimes I feel like I want to exist as an existence of no shape. Sometimes i feel like an observer. Sometimes I feel like...
(In between the time of ending the day, and beginning of a new day.) I’ve been listening to music. I opened a window. At that moment I felt distant to myself, to my mind, to my body. Somehow I felt like I want to jump out of the window, it felt exciting, and dangerous. Not safe at all. But it was not me. I looked over my shoulder. (Sometimes you deal with the devil sitting on your shoulder, but I felt it standing behind my back.) 222 I closed the window for safety measures. Just in case, I looked into the darkness - once in a while. Sometimes I feel like I’m other people - for a split second. Maybe I hope my imagination is running wild, heh.
(an illusion - ‘a deceptive appearance or impression, a false idea or belief.) What do you believe in.
Have a nice day, have a nice night!)











