I don’t feel like explaining why, i haven’t the will to succeed with this today.
I don’t know what it is – i have run out of sustinance to feed my ambisions. They’ve left me behind – I’m abandoned, but thats okay – I can do it by my self anyway.
Pull me away from this picture, move the items and suck my existance from this picture of perfect lethargy.
Put me back, come with me, in this picture – leave yourself behind and come with me – share this moment with me – don’t explain – i wont understand.
I don’t know why its the way it is, but i think i like to think its part of a whole, and the whole is only that because of these small relating instances that we find ourself presented with.
mybe its not this, though i think i like the mystery – the irrisponsibility of not caring what is, or what will be….
Can you understand the thoughts in ones mind? i find it difficult.
but its right, as they come, they are right – i will not be bullied into knowing, when not knowing will yield the same end.
but today, i don’t feel like explaing it.