There once was a time When the rivers met Where we could stand our ground The water flows fast now Fighting against the storm The enemies retreat It’s so cold outside Why won’t they go away The noise of the world Blocking out their sound With some sort of enlightenment Pulsating in the ears The pictures tell us stories The blank screen stares Truth or fiction, who knows We turn away from the lies To reach for lines written The pages appear one by one A book to open the mind The chapters of the soul Read by anyone who cares To set upon the open road To go where the river flows To stand their ground
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
Time is like a river.
You cannot touch the same water twice,
because the flow that has passed will never pass again.
Going down the rabbit hole Into another world Surreal and superb No limits in this universe The life before was dull Taking the red pill Unplugging from the machine Becoming machines of god Suffer is all that we do Suffer for this life Our waiting has been cruel But now we are released Into the wild Into infinity