Imagine this, if you can. First play a song that you love the most. This doesn't work with rap or punk or any of that bullshit. I'm sorry but thats how it is. After reading the note, close your eyes, play the song again and try and imagine it in your mind. Make a video.
A long open wide beach with footprints of old all over it. A signature of individuality cross connected with many individuals. Some together, some apart. Some on top of each other, some far way but looking at each other. Your walking down the beach and leaving your mark as well. You're individuality would stay there forever until the sea comes and takes it for itself. You loo
Three in the morning.
Morning for the lost souls.
What are you doing people?
Why are you sleeping?
Come out, come out and look at the beautiful sky, filled with the heavenly illumination of the reachable stars. Hold out your hand and reach for the skies. Soon you'd be flying amongst the limitless clouds, amongst the eagles home, they roam so free and proud. Be a freebird and hold out your hand. Reach for the sky. Tempt your eyes to close and be blind, blind to all madness, malice and terror. Be blind to the horror of the living and for those few seconds lose yourself to a limitless oblivion of peace and tranquility. You would feel at home
Malfunctioning of a Dead Brain by substanceD-13, literature
Literature
Malfunctioning of a Dead Brain
I have a dream , I see myself , I kill myself in it, but there is this one problem . It feels more real than a dream, as if my eyes are open even though I'm dreaming.I keep killing myself in different ways, its like an inevitable never ending loop of blowing up of brains and cutting and slashing but the only one on the receiving end is me. An epiphany made me realise that the world i am living in, the food that i'm eating, the clothes that i wear, the stupid commercials on tv are nothing but farce piece of shit, its nothing close to the fucking reality. what is reality ? i'm no where close to it. Nothing is real and maybe not even me. I wake
Imagine this, if you can. First play a song that you love the most. This doesn't work with rap or punk or any of that bullshit. I'm sorry but thats how it is. After reading the note, close your eyes, play the song again and try and imagine it in your mind. Make a video.
A long open wide beach with footprints of old all over it. A signature of individuality cross connected with many individuals. Some together, some apart. Some on top of each other, some far way but looking at each other. Your walking down the beach and leaving your mark as well. You're individuality would stay there forever until the sea comes and takes it for itself. You loo
Three in the morning.
Morning for the lost souls.
What are you doing people?
Why are you sleeping?
Come out, come out and look at the beautiful sky, filled with the heavenly illumination of the reachable stars. Hold out your hand and reach for the skies. Soon you'd be flying amongst the limitless clouds, amongst the eagles home, they roam so free and proud. Be a freebird and hold out your hand. Reach for the sky. Tempt your eyes to close and be blind, blind to all madness, malice and terror. Be blind to the horror of the living and for those few seconds lose yourself to a limitless oblivion of peace and tranquility. You would feel at home
Malfunctioning of a Dead Brain by substanceD-13, literature
Literature
Malfunctioning of a Dead Brain
I have a dream , I see myself , I kill myself in it, but there is this one problem . It feels more real than a dream, as if my eyes are open even though I'm dreaming.I keep killing myself in different ways, its like an inevitable never ending loop of blowing up of brains and cutting and slashing but the only one on the receiving end is me. An epiphany made me realise that the world i am living in, the food that i'm eating, the clothes that i wear, the stupid commercials on tv are nothing but farce piece of shit, its nothing close to the fucking reality. what is reality ? i'm no where close to it. Nothing is real and maybe not even me. I wake
Current Residence: Bangalore, India Favourite genre of music: Western Classical and Country Personal Quote: Love is immortal but life drowns with mortality but both reach a simple meeting point where everythi
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