Create a New Tab

A subconscious consensus that I’ve  come to, is that we want more. We meditate on progression. We concentrate on movement.


So the mountains move yet we stay still. So the clouds move and we stay observing the open sky. So the cruise leaves and we settle on the waters. Imbecility shudders the optimistic man. Self loathing becomes a mandated skill, you rely on to make conversation, to live, to breathe. Vicious minds violate the prerequisite mind. We tumble and fall. We shout and cry. We loft the illusions. In the mind of a believer of truth, weariness coincides. Abruptly we cast out our wishes but we see no charm. Sometimes life requires a new tab. Sometimes that search engine is compiling too many search results.


Some ramblings, that is all.


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