just what is this?

staring into space, chewing gum, organizing the realities between membrains of the endless universes, filling out forms and reports...

odd thoughts of others

unknown to me there is everything else to see
unknown to me I exist within and without myself
unknown to me there are points between points
unknown to me I see everything else as free

 

know to me are the lines of power escaping without feelings
know to me are the fools who fool themselves as well as me

 

seems to say that one day will come again but it has never happened since
seems to be that our life becomes to far gone in the blink of the minds eye's thought
seems to know that there will be something said today again and again