At times I question my own beliefs, the concept of consciousness is the reason I lose sleep. These thoughts of mine, they’ll never change. The constant combination of fear & fascination, will never leave my mind at rest. Tell me now, what good is faith without observation?
What if we’re not extraordinary and all of this temporary?
If only I could find the reason why our eager hearts are beating, then maybe I can find the clarity I’ve been searching for…
I toss and turn and lay awake and hope one day that things will change, I’m struggling for sanity searching for some certainty.
If only I could find the reason why our eager hearts are beating, then maybe I can find the clarity I’ve been searching for…
I have a constant fear that we die alone and it’s become so clear it’s embedded in my bones. It’s this constant fear that eternity is a fantasy where we go from here we will never know.