While nothing could prepare us for this, it's equally true we've prepared this to exist. Absurd as it sounds. Absurd as it is. What a rush to learn after all it meant nothing to hurry, that nothing gained could be held for long. And still this excitement I can't tolerate. Lost in thought, story lines, regret. All of it imaginary. We can't find anything because there's nothing to find.
Transient Everything
Transient Everything
Transient Everything
While nothing could prepare us for this, it's equally true we've prepared this to exist. Absurd as it sounds. Absurd as it is. What a rush to learn after all it meant nothing to hurry, that nothing gained could be held for long. And still this excitement I can't tolerate. Lost in thought, story lines, regret. All of it imaginary. We can't find anything because there's nothing to find.