CONNECTICUT, US OF A
you said nothing is ever weird
i have a lot of questions for you that im too tired to ask.
but i’ll ask you this much…what do you think about? do you think about the rising sun or the opal moon?
do you wonder why this keyboard exists? or why your skin will start to crease and your hair will whiten and
why you will bother to ask yourself, where did my life go? did it perhaps cross your mind that it is possible
to love one person and one person only for eternity? has your mind wandered or has it disappeared
forever? does the creation of a universe hold any qualms for you…now that i mention it did YOU create
the universe?? why am i thinking these thoughts and who holds my feet in their ash hands? have you ever
looked at someone and realized they had absolutely nothing? nothing worth existing for? what is left for
them and how could you save them? could anyone ever have everything if you are never ending? is it
possible for a human being to not be lonely? are you lonely?
do you ever remember that no one in this entire world will ever think your thoughts and that you are
essentially one sole individual forever..and all you will always ever have is yourself? do you ever want to escape
yourself? be a dripping on a ceiling waiting for absolutey nothing? having nothing to think or do?
could death be this great escape? when i die will i be a dripping on a ceiling? what is the point of death is there is no point of life? why are some lives blessed and others cursed? are you real? am
i real?
and
are you
worth saving??????
