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One last look at back home

Its the simplest pleasures of all to find satisfaction in safety and delight within its walls, when the world is turning over on its pretenses, a place called home says more about distance from all the other forms of change by going inwards into comfort and happiness not reduced by evidence or circumstance ., and specificity in that matter defines the direction of all desires .,
At this point I wonder if anything else should need to exist at all or if this direction can lead forevermore into oblivion.,

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Thinking out loud in vacuum

Every second felt in notes of the rhythm within living through sequential variability in thought and emotion ., it’s barely left untended when the world is divided out of necessity into black and white , for shatters of impact leaving a self that is whole without waking up to the fact that reality is rarely perceived as a tool for survival of the inner child or the adult ambition., sentience is beyond acquired synchronized behaviour to an environment , it must be personal .,

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Trapped in hope

There are things to wish for daily, there are those things that reveal themselves for what they could be, then there are those things that must not exist alongside all the other beautiful hope,. None are ever without consequence if the mind depends on it and chooses control over perceptive increments in the essences of emotion,. I hope for any peace that’s left to end all hoping one dream at a time .,

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Tea time at lunar 9

Versatility of circumstance shapes my need to save something special inside the life I choose to depend on, as excuses for supposed & sustainable sanity surrounds everything in a response to the environment, for the virulence of wants in something owned inside, the equilibrium sanctioned by creativity sated in any form or function within perception ., ., although my smoke break is up., the next wait has begun.,

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