When I am tired, I question any dreams and aspirations for the future because all I need is a real one that could take me away in a place where time, past, present and future are confounded, where the moon and the sun smile at each others, where the sea meet the sky, and my feet sanded beaches.
When I am tired, I question all institutions, work, education, governing bodies, charity, family that promote a way of being, alienating my soul when I just want to be left alone, breathing, eye closed, lying down immobile whilst the earth keeps turning on itself and around the sun, swimming in a sea of stars. I'll remain still.
When I am tired, I question the role of art, philosophy, politics and sciences as I stand on the edge of insanity, overworking for a dream that revealed itself to be hollow and ludicruous... yes, being part of civilisation, nightmarish fall.
Time to WAKE UP
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