The ringing which resonates in my head,like thunder on a cloudy misty night ,leaves me deafend and confused. My sheer wonderment at the lightnings light which shines brightly into this place is uncomfortable and I attempt to elude it. I see them as they worship their idols and mortals.I see them questioning their gods and goddesses,the authority which has been put over them. I realize the no-goers and stay-samers surround me... there is nothing I can do but watch as nothing happens, a big nothing which will affect the rest of their livesand my discomfort grows all the more at the situation.
Reason for writing:
My best enemies are boredom,false prophets and orginized religion
all of my friends are stuck in a rut and as I struggle to get out
of my own rut I watch them smoke and drink their small lives away.
Birth sign: Leo
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