I play the roll of the foolish one, fatherless child the forgotten son, religion-less heathen mind overrun, with thoughts and thoughts of pieces of my soul, does a god ever even tell you what you want to know? Can you sink unto your grave without uttering a prayer, does the moon not catch your gaze, or in your reality, Satan your only fear? It isnt realistic, its not based by fact, a system of beliefs, is created its created! Not saying your wrong, but nothing is right, because what governs life, is the mind, life cant be created! I dont mind hell if its real, after life what will we feel? can you tell me? no, keep your mouth stitched, the foolish ones are def the fallen all fall, what is real to me, is my thoughts i live MY thoughts. ME, we create reality!
Posted on: Mon, 11 Nov 2013 16:07:23 +0000
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