Fade in.
There's an empty void you'll have to leap across. You must be prepared for the fall, you may never make it. If you do, you'll have found what you're looking for.
Fade out.
Fade in.
There's a door there, painted with the blood-red cross and someone whispering and reciting from the otherside and you suddenly want to get there, but you can't without first shaming yourself.
Fade out.
Fade in.
There's a peice missing somewhere and a little bird says you're in danger. You knowthis to be true but you know you're just bathing in ignorance if you stay beneath the security blanket.
Fade out.
Fade in.
Read a little more, you're doing okay, lay off the mind-numbing experiences for a while and just figure out something on your own. You may figure out you had the power in you all along.
Fade out.
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wth. When the fuck did I write this shit?
ReplyDeleteI don't know when past past me wrote this, past me. I really don't.
ReplyDeleteI don't remember it at all.
Sounds like some good advice, tho. You ought to take it.
I think I need to as well.
Maybe an even futurer self than me wrote that for the past us? Yeah?
OH MAN, I AM KILLING MYSELF WITH THIS PAST/FUTURE SHIT. Maybe I'll make it a movie plot. Would you like that, past me? You could be famous...?
Haha, I know. Spotlight ain't our scene. I'm glad you understand. <3