

no title yetIn isolation The world going on Around me they move Watching plebes All below me Yet among me Feigning comprehension Imagining clarity And for it, lesser beings In splendid isolation The world going on Around me they move And alone I sit Above all Understood by none And all the better for itno title yet


Meditation 3The story unfolds As I hold the blank pages in hand One word transforms the speech Mere thoughts alter the chapter Everyone plays their part Each character alters the others Each moment changes the entire story Yet the pages stay blank No time to write it all down So how will this all be remembered Who will see the story when the cover shuts Maybe the power of thought Minds keeping it alive is enough And if not, we lived while we could No time wasted on writing down a story One that matters little to you years ahead Yet everything to us nowMeditation 3


Meditation 2Well it turns out I'm dying Everything's fading away It turns out I'm dying There's no chance for me to stay And the past echoes in memory And the future's gone I'm afraid Yes, it turns out I'm dying With so much left to sayMeditation 2


Meditation 1The prospect of dying Not really a prospect More a fact You will die We all will die Quite a revelation, I think Better yet, I like it The thought of dying intrigues How? When? Why? Where? With notice? Suddenly? And with those last moments What would we do? Say those words Do those things Be that person Death truly opens doorsMeditation 1
PS- When I saw this in your profile, dude, I HAD to make one. HAD TO.
PPS- HI KATIE
Mainly my attempt to put in a font.
Uh, yea... Sorry about the Meow. Tis a small thing I do to break online silence, thoughit does convey meaning, to certain people.
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Remember, three dots after a meow make it sad.
and welcome to DA
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