Thought #1
Meanwhile, as I go, I often end up wondering. Lately, as if by sudden force, I would lie in submission to my day (or life for that matter). For time is irrelative. Or relatively irrelevant to any western thought. Or so I think. And I keep on thinking. Lately. As if by a great, sudden force, That I would ever lie down. To face the dirt. And so on. And sometimes. And so forth.
Thought #2
Where did all the believers go? The one's who tell the dreamers, they’re ALIVE! We need an army! Believers with desire damnit! And not those pansies that make believe. Just the ones who Know That LOVE Will cure. I will test the chameleons of sleep, And the believers will sort them, And I truly believe that.
Thought #3
This one’s gonna be long winded, So stop now if you’re not even going to bother.