There is much to be said on the matter of purpose and the absurd, and I am likely more apt to explain it better in different terms one day, but I think this suffices for now.There came a time where I wondered what my purpose was. What the world is, who i am, what even …
The Prophets Say Live Part 2
The Prophets Say Live Part 1
So why do you persist?
Dust transferred into a breath,
Before a thought came to rest.
I smell it, That acrid smoke.
On a rock,
Burns red the day.
What is it you'll carry,
What is it you'll do?
Revamped from the July 20th version. A look into some of my own experiences, in the hopes that they might help someone else.
There's nothing we can do about the rain.
Or at least nothing that I can think to change.