Friday, March 12, 2010
The desirable nightmares strangled by the dream catcher.
Now I write about nothing, and every nothing paints an image for all to analyze and explore. Moments of discovery and debauchery. Unspoken selfish justifications of the web that has caught its prey and feed to God. Nightmares left tangled in the dream catcher. Catching every miserable moment of suffering and sacrifice to complete the self. To where or when or why or how we are webbed together...catching our prey, and we pray God for forgiveness or pray for selfish request we don't need.
More nothings I write, but every nothing paints a picture for all to read... To know my moments of discovery and questionable insecurities of myself and others. Intoxicating the spoken truth.