Part II.

Architecture aside, the mornings fresh and clean outside.
We walk in stride, glancing at the piece of glass encased in gold & leather on our wrists, hoping our body has kept on beat; still up to date with the schedulized mind.**


And then at this intersecting road, filled by our immense collective flow [which at that moment, was collected into a sea of bodies] flows on each sides, branching either side. Each crowd has come to their stop; they are changing lines, and moving on towards each of their individual agenda.



Nothing should happen by accident; not it this present world of ours.
We know what works, and what does not.
Accidents do not happen; they're allowed.~ Either by negligence, or by some other inwardly motivated power.. for the disembertterment of another.~

Whats a word that means Darkening??


In our intersecting twilight
The rows of roof-tops, of houses neatly placed
In hats of grey, and garments beige
They lay

Dressed in our cool, ** blue
Arise, to a restful summer
On a beach; golden sands anew
and to roll over on warmness, to bake
In the sunrays at some strange layered night falls of daydreamers

I'll be damned if you'd greet me, alone
And if with smiles; never leave me alone
Cause I'm scared of the dark, in the day
And I'm freezing, with fire I play
Why is it in our solemn song
That we find all the answers to whats wrong.
I am mad to a pulp at my restraint
I cant believe just how helpless I'm shaped

If In the imagine of God I were made
Then to what pitiful being have I prayed?

I will not be accepting of my fate
I refuse to obey you beautiful king
Cause I feel that your crown should've been my ring
And all the jewels on your neck cannot equal my eyes
And your pure, polished gowns aren't as white
As the flesh that garnished my might.~

To give another what you have in bulk
Almost feel pompous, but still, has its ...

It's hilarious that through tension I find release
And the softest of angel is a Beast.
And I'd worship the Devil if you'd see
That by your reaction, you worship me.~

... If I were insane . ~*~