The Law Of Pi
As if I was dreaming , the voice sounded and said
Wake up, we are in the territory of the dead, for God's sake wake up.
Our weapons, our clacks, and sounds are useless. Unable to prove our liveliness.
Wake up, we've been dead for a long time and any force we put, the opposite lacerates.
Wake up for God's sake.
*What torture to walk when everything wants you not to, when everything advocates against it.
Then I as in a dream responded and said
We carry the most easily contagious illness in the world. Our unobtrusive efforts to disturb the Gods constantly fail. Our swallows crash, on future winters, and our inner blooming is delayed. Clay pots filled up to the top rolling downhills increasing speed towards a destiny of broken pieces. What we haven't yet known is what troubles us.
Wasteful with our given powers, we direct them forward to the scarecrows of the Galaxy and the crop we've been expecting is a worthless effort.
Human, you are able, only when the Sacred won't respond in order to clarify it's presence. If we lay down, facing the ground, our back becomes a stair. You are my own hand that I cut off and placed it on a foreign body. And ever since, lives a secret life. I've turned the Earth upside down to find you but someone else's thought now you rejoice to caress...
If I fall in love with this stranger, you will say your fingers to form a door? We were building a shack when he was passing by, laughing at us. His presence didn't affect at all the dripping sweat.
Your inner oceans wave the full moon. Tracks of light are heard in the transparency of your back. Police of mind to cogitate my wildest thoughts. A couple of pilferer lovers to plot vivid consciousness. Everything is bearable a minute later. Only loneliness, only loneliness from before.
And again the question like a blessing
That is to say, this luster of things should be slavery?
And again me
Perhaps not all scarps will become safe if we remove the Law of Gravity?
Afterward out of nowhere she interrupted us with seven sentences.
* An inch above ground commence the sky's extremity.
* We had the most useless thing of the world. Like a camp full of coward soldiers.
* The most dangerous sea, is the salty sea.
* Whenever you feel proud try to stare at the Sun.
* A single stripe can hold up the whole world's humidity in your eyes.
* If you haven't seen what extends between the waves and the birds flying, you haven't seen anything.
* The most dangerous sea, is the savage sea...
As if I was dreaming , the voice sounded and said
Wake up, we are in the territory of the dead, for God's sake wake up.
Our weapons, our clacks, and sounds are useless. Unable to prove our liveliness.
Wake up, we've been dead for a long time and any force we put, the opposite lacerates.
Wake up for God's sake.
*What torture to walk when everything wants you not to, when everything advocates against it.
Then I as in a dream responded and said
We carry the most easily contagious illness in the world. Our unobtrusive efforts to disturb the Gods constantly fail. Our swallows crash, on future winters, and our inner blooming is delayed. Clay pots filled up to the top rolling downhills increasing speed towards a destiny of broken pieces. What we haven't yet known is what troubles us.
Wasteful with our given powers, we direct them forward to the scarecrows of the Galaxy and the crop we've been expecting is a worthless effort.
Human, you are able, only when the Sacred won't respond in order to clarify it's presence. If we lay down, facing the ground, our back becomes a stair. You are my own hand that I cut off and placed it on a foreign body. And ever since, lives a secret life. I've turned the Earth upside down to find you but someone else's thought now you rejoice to caress...
If I fall in love with this stranger, you will say your fingers to form a door? We were building a shack when he was passing by, laughing at us. His presence didn't affect at all the dripping sweat.
Your inner oceans wave the full moon. Tracks of light are heard in the transparency of your back. Police of mind to cogitate my wildest thoughts. A couple of pilferer lovers to plot vivid consciousness. Everything is bearable a minute later. Only loneliness, only loneliness from before.
And again the question like a blessing
That is to say, this luster of things should be slavery?
And again me
Perhaps not all scarps will become safe if we remove the Law of Gravity?
Afterward out of nowhere she interrupted us with seven sentences.
* An inch above ground commence the sky's extremity.
* We had the most useless thing of the world. Like a camp full of coward soldiers.
* The most dangerous sea, is the salty sea.
* Whenever you feel proud try to stare at the Sun.
* A single stripe can hold up the whole world's humidity in your eyes.
* If you haven't seen what extends between the waves and the birds flying, you haven't seen anything.
* The most dangerous sea, is the savage sea...
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