Blogging Reality

Everything is not what it seems
Reality is like dreams

We hear it all
See it all
Yet not a thing is in here

The gaping hole, called reality
Insane but in normality

Seclution, exclusion
All is lost within our own minds

Cicles, circles an triangles
In a whirlpool
Like a windmill spinning round and round

Life, death, Yin and yang
All are polygons drawn in a sketch

We are cartoons flirting with the idea of life

Silence
Within words there is silence
Within all is silence
Within...

All is silence untill we speak
We play, we die
We die and is silence

Silence is powerful, is bigger
Silence is, an noone can beat him
Time is time and silence is

Measure time, you can
Measure silence and you have paradox

Compare time and silence
And you have art

Make art and is not silent, nor time