Formatted Sentences about Spirit, Soul and Matter.
These emotions on liberal consciousness are to be liberated by
lighting. Freedom is just an idea in many: the organon is well
established and illuminating the Whole of granted holes. The
Singular will do the rest in meaningful doom.
I’m subsisting in the black hole of obliteration, with a few Verbs
and Nouns on my side. The apology of situation is decided by
Others who fill in the gap between my consciosness and their
I’ll travel away from these worries, in a shell with its own
principles and morals.
I’m in the midle of mist ideas; every thought of my mind is
impregnated with estrange meaning. On this mess is hard to
conceive reliable thoughts on their own.
Islands of meaningless isolation are shown their shores and
isolated devoid creatures are trying to incarnate personified
feelings of solitude and desire.
Seems that the entire horizon will blow into artifices of empty
souls of our times, this is the paradox of the imagery
consistently fabricated by an hour.
Figurines are on the back, waiting the signal from the crusade
warrior to interpret their roles of designating flawless. Whiteblues
and yellows: fields of skies are showing their majesty for
the flight in progress.
Lacking of cigarettes, I invented a World:
Inter-connected consciousness and
Free of daily worries:
This world will subsist only by imagination and will
Their minds will be occupied only with
Games and connectivity
To a Supreme Court of Technology.
The Supreme Aim will be the perpetuation
Of the Human Legacy
“Written” in Ancient History.