for beginners. and those who got used being beginners. in simple terms, strange. you kept on reading trying to get the gist of what i was trying to say. in reality there was none. in reality this was who i am at the moment. because i too was trying to grasp from within me any substance that i may find. stimulate my mind. i want to eat you. whole. alive. sarap.
in an expression of anger frustration for being nowhere in time or in place lost in a minimalistic point of view basically, all i can do is give a big sigh. SIIIGHH.hh.
empty. and yet still happy content.
i am happy content for reasons i need not say anymore.
i am frustrated for the very reason i dont know why i am.
maybe because i dont look forward to anything at the moment. yes. if ever there were it would be the moment of meeting her. whoever she is.
i am mastering isolation, when i am no longer moved by reason but by faith and the hands of fate. and to understand nothing is in my power.
playing around with words; more than words, ideas; more than ideas, dreams; more than dreams, reality; because there was nothing to start with anyway.