At last… it breaths!
Originally conceived in its premature state of mind, a fragment of my imagination, a mere thought… I finally venture in this voyage.
A voyage to the inner reptilian being inside all of us.
It breaths, it touches, it sees, it tastes and it lives!
He’s real and he’s waiting… waiting to be free.
March 16, 2008 at 11:36 pm
The mind is full of things but if not filled then empty. If like has no meaning then the mind does not exist. How can some one have a mind but not use it or at let fill it with good things. Which comes to the question of what is a good thing? How can people be free when their own mind is filled of nothingness and of sadness? How can someone be so meaningful but empty at the same time?