sexta-feira, 28 de março de 2014

Are you mad?

I'm looking. Am I looking? Do you see me looking? Is it really where I'm looking at? Looking with my eyes, it's just that the mind is behind them, mind over matter, so... what am I looking at? Abstract looking. Somewhere, sometime, somenoise, somesmell, something, who knows? Enhanced reality. And then it stopped, stood still, no life in it, not a drip of labor of any kind. Found itself motionless and clueless of causes for that. Seven nation army couldn't hold me back. Senseless.