December 2010
17 posts
Soon the sky shall be open up and all the stars and moons shall fall crushing us...
It was one of those humid days when the atmosphere gets confused. Sitting on the...
this story is just a story. there is no hidden message so I am asking you now to...
the people at the end of the hall
the people at the end of the hall
are the strangers we see in
ourselves
that will one day be the
people we become and,
ironically,
the people who we spend the remainder
of our lives searching for.
they represent the journey from life to death
and death back into life again,
the innocence and the hurting,
the stillness and the
delusions,
obsessions and mysteries,
the forgotten and...