if my gaze is downward meets what I am.my mind goes haywire if it meets reality or reality goes haywire... Read More
if my gaze is downward meets what I am.
my mind goes haywire if it meets reality or reality goes haywire when it is looked at.
every day I change, but it is not time that changes me.
every day I meet a new me, which collides and meets the me I have been. It is the torment, the torment of becoming, the idea of a stuck me from the past and a me from the present of which only a little will go into the future.It is death in life.