a random collection of thoughts and writings from the depths of my consciousness, spread out on a page for the enjoyment and contemplation of... well, me. Many of my pieces are the result of Magnetic Poetry.
Monday, 3 January 2011
Decay of Man
Swim the Universe in a day. Come with me to the moon, The stars and sun.
What do you dream? Do you question eternity in Gods? Or Ghosts? Or the decay of Man?
Why the want of morning When the light brings only darkness?