I Want to Write a Book
life is the must wonderful thing if you ask me.. but being a human ..
we come alive and dream ..dreaming save us from thinking ..out of all life alive we are the dreamers..always dreaming of something better something farther something more golden to what we already have to what we already are....
i dream to get there...to the root of my very dream and feel alive in my own reality
without having to dream of something
dreams are the only way we have to escape the suffering we all live in..but its time to wake up and clame our world..our time ,our mind.
dreams are hope
dream CLEARLY from the soul
don't let you mind trick you
and then live in this dream of a world we are all part of without having to wake up in the hell of discomfort control and boredom.
to stop thinking and start feeling the connection to all life existent as one.
thats must be happiness. if you ask me.
we are not superior not even to the tiniest bug alive
mindless is bliss
we are poisoned with reason
and our senses are programed upside-down
we are but slaves
of our own mind
there where all hells comes from.
and no..we are not even a natural disaster
we are a cruel tragedy happening to the world.
still
nature didnt forgot about us
birds fly
cats see in the dark
fish breath under water
to dream is the only gift from nature we can call our own
getting out of our own minds thats bliss.
winterstartsnow
we come alive and dream ..dreaming save us from thinking ..out of all life alive we are the dreamers..always dreaming of something better something farther something more golden to what we already have to what we already are....
i dream to get there...to the root of my very dream and feel alive in my own reality
without having to dream of something
dreams are the only way we have to escape the suffering we all live in..but its time to wake up and clame our world..our time ,our mind.
dreams are hope
dream CLEARLY from the soul
don't let you mind trick you
and then live in this dream of a world we are all part of without having to wake up in the hell of discomfort control and boredom.
to stop thinking and start feeling the connection to all life existent as one.
thats must be happiness. if you ask me.
we are not superior not even to the tiniest bug alive
mindless is bliss
we are poisoned with reason
and our senses are programed upside-down
we are but slaves
of our own mind
there where all hells comes from.
and no..we are not even a natural disaster
we are a cruel tragedy happening to the world.
still
nature didnt forgot about us
birds fly
cats see in the dark
fish breath under water
to dream is the only gift from nature we can call our own
getting out of our own minds thats bliss.
winterstartsnow
