Like a Thought Process

. . .so hello June , this is not August again Hello June , 25,714 years ago I realized my fears. I met a dead man and it scared me that I stopped fearing death. I gave my life to a cause at my birth, the responsibility of one day becoming a man See, that's where I designed my undoing... The artist that I was. 25,714 is such a large number but ask the Incans, the Mayans and the rest, let your mind wrap itself around the concept of civilization. They say you March forward... Dear me, I never seemed to be able to go anywhere except back in my mind... Okay, maybe men cry, if you look to notice. I betrayed beautiful music to embrace a sliver of my craft and seeming family... Oh what a shame; April looked down on me and mocked me, twice in a row, the horrible shame. They say life is a journey, I like to walk so I stop and look back on my life... 187.5 seconds is all it takes before I self-destruct. History repeats itself in many ways. I got tired and began to hate it. In fewer w...

...now who's laughing? For the very reason that we are human, let us take a moment to regret. Vanity is vanity, I lend my ears to opinions. From the skies above, the angels look down on us in scorn... "Let us make man in our own image, " the nerve. Who are we yet, to judge? Man in all his superiority sees the skies only out of curiosity. Sometimes it rains and it feels wet, some other times it just feels familiar, dead on our skin. You know... When it rains your tears? For the very reason that we were given dominion over the birds of the air, the beasts of the land and sea, the crops and everything, let us be ashamed. In one accord, we must bow our heads low... Journeys are clearer this way. Oh but we lost our way and walk yet. "Would we then say God is unfaithful, a liar? God forbid! " Wisdom upon all men was bestowed, who's fault is it then that we are but human? We're all mad here...