It's raining, raining heavily the ink is flooding on the page...sitting on the bench in Ainderby steeple.
Some of you may understand this, some may not. Read slowly.
Felling, feeling of not understanding... looking but not seeing, living, but not really.
Feels like I have done this before but no like Dejavuu...different, kind'a evil.
Look and something see the coulour, but it's dead. Am I insane?
Rooms seem framed (Frame Vision/Choppy Vision) Feeling of emptiness's and no purpose.
Shooting thoughts, cant escape, cant live, cant feel. only fear of something possibly the
emptiness. Who is Maris? Sometimes rarely, but this happens when you just have to fight for your mind, keep your sanity. Is this world real? Or is our life just a mistake, freakness of nature YOU DONT EXIST!
Or maybe I DONT EXIST maybe it's just you and im telling you that you are alone everything you see, feel, do is just and illusion you are just something that shouldnt be in darkness and no purpose crated this illusion to survive because you CANT DIE, hell. Repetition of things you cant escape! Because there is noplace to go. Suddenly find yourself doing the same things accidentally, maybe trippin schisofrenia. But how could that be real if NOTHING exists? (Just a thought) It's thundering now...but there must be something out there some people that will understand what im talking about there is the best in the worst of us and the worst in the best of us and were perfect in the middle. this world is the best in the worst or maybe again this dosent exist, is there any certainty in anything? what's the point of analysing if it's all created by you?Who can save you? if im not real or who can save me if im not real? NOONE because there is NOTHING, EMPTYNESS, LONELYNESS and ETERNAL LIFE OF LIES and SUFFERING in you own little twisten, sick hell you created and posibally deserve. A prissoner in a fake world.
But better no think about that.
Māris Kupruks...if that is me.
13/09/2010
Just a theory of mine.
5 comments:
I don't really agree with you. People do not have the same trips, illusions. If it is so, we really exist. I mean, I see you, winter sees and knows you. If we all have similar opinion about you, that means you have acted the same way, and THAT means that you exist, because if you didn't we'd have different ways of seing you. Of course, you might tell me that everything is relative.. that everyone might see things differently, for instance, you see green and think it's green while I see read though still think it's green. I don't really think it's the case.
Feelings against others proove that they exist. We couldn't get attached to thin air.
*red not read :D
You cant agree or disagree.
Everything that is happening is ME.
You is me everyone i know i made them say it
There is no edges to that it's just one thing.
My imagination like having a life in koma and wake up after 1000000 years and realise that there is just eptiness and rvrything yoy thought was real is not. not like a human but just and energy.
Hm, the last thought a bit remind me of the movie Vannila Sky. I liked it, because of the ending.
Ok, you've got a point. You seriously have one. ;D
aND, if everything is you, why do you let yourself suffer? Then there could be choises.
How to stop it if you are alone right?
So you create this fake world, thats the idea.
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