A man realizes he had done wrong when he comprehends he is a part of a generation, when he sees the obstacles others are going through. When the rain will not stop pouring down whilst the sun stands still on his rear view.
Integrity has never been clearer than its reflection on a night's street lamp, which stands outside of one's childhood home, as always.
And the view never changes, only its perspective.
And the view never changes, only its perspective.
Climbing a mountain begins in dreaming, in doubtless hallucinating. One must see his dreams as a mothers' embrace, to feel its endless warmth and completeness; integral protected, she is not asking for anything in return.
Such as the feeling sneaking up my shaking fingers whilst writing these actual lines, all in order to announce serenity. Within me, rays of light are being generated and emerge outwards.
Such as the feeling sneaking up my shaking fingers whilst writing these actual lines, all in order to announce serenity. Within me, rays of light are being generated and emerge outwards.
And yes, I am aware of the complexity, I am aware of the dark alleys and the upcoming rough resistance awaiting along the roadside. I understand now; they set as a guideline, they are just fulfilling their role.
It is all right now. I am not asking for anything in return.
