We created the universe
When I cut from reality,The air grows thick, surreal, unseen,Colors bleed where shadows dance,And silence hums a piercing scream. A fractured mirror fills my mind,Each shard a truth, or cruel disguise.The walls lean close to hear my thoughts,And whispers bloom in empty skies. I chase the echoes of my name,Through labyrinths no hands have built.A... Continue Reading →
Everyone has fantasies and thinks to themselves. Not everyone is open to telling all about themselves. I'm the opposite. I call myself an open book and the rest of the world is a closed book. Sometimes I demand let's change the role so that you become an open book and I become a closed book.... Continue Reading →
Yes, the universe is the suicide note of dear Lord. The universe is made from the ashes of the Creator. The two – the creator and the universe – cannot coexist. When one is there, the other is not. We are tellers and God is the listener. Yes, a teller is alive, and a listener... Continue Reading →
You know magic is possible. I mean real magic. But it is dangerous for the magician. It kills the magician. The most dangerous activity for a magician is when he/she dances. Let’s stick with 'she' to avoid 'he/she'. When she dances, she rises in the air. She enjoys this act very much. She rises and... Continue Reading →
There is no binary logic Either false or truly false Just like there is no real Either fiction or psychosis It's false if you know it It's truly false if you don't know it What about science? Is it false or truly false? Good question friend! It is truly false! You may want to know... Continue Reading →
Mr. Monologue 