

Who are we? Dark brown sparkling eyes,Who are we? by ~drift-Angel
Staring into the very deep soul of life,
Into the dazzling darkness,
That edges between life and death.
We choose who we want to be in this world,
but Life's own way of showing us who we really are,
Amazes me.
Who are we to judge ourselves, let alone... others,
where we linger on the roads,
That can lead us to heaven,
But still choose hell.
I have not yet found a meaning,
to heaven and hell.
With the thoughts puzzled,
into a game of riddles.
I have yet to discover myself.
Cactus by ~drift-Angel
Loners by ~drift-Angel
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Things should be simple, but not any simpler.
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« When the doors of perception are cleansed, man will see things as they truly are, infinite. » (William Blake)
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