has ever come to you, dear Time?
those discourses
on Sorrow
on Emptiness
drawing extra dimensions
of other creatures
grumbling crumbling mumbling thus
stating that; their improbability
is null
creating frightens
then, numb..
if you can count the percentages
how much can you quantify?
pull you back to a never-ending hollow labyrinths::
instead of shrinking you in a machine
will suck you into
barren..
:: There might be God's hand reaching and squeezing you
one times zero equals to
none...
if you can count the percentages
how much can you quantify?
pull you back to a never-ending hollow labyrinths::
instead of shrinking you in a machine
will suck you into
barren..
:: There might be God's hand reaching and squeezing you
one times zero equals to
none...
then we are back to square one
with oblivious, dear Time
I certainly against you this. Let's head to head and accomplish the quarrel once and for all
you will exist no more..
you will exist no more..
Jakarta, 21.12. 21
