Vous lisez
Not a revelation but a break.
In thoughts, in habits, in order
To get to the next level, partially the same,
partly past my old-self , arguably new yet
still expanding .
Streaming from a train of thoughts incapable of explaining itself
through words, let alone feelings… what gives ?
the ideologic mind cut from its logic at his root
paying no mind to his conscious... what's good ?
No wrong could be done without intent, no intention to harm at the edge of my morals
knowing the limits of my judgement, sinking under the weight of my ego… what for?
To live trough oblivion in the search for concrete answers
when none can be whole. No right mind in this person,
only gathered experiences barging through the individual core.