Who am I but paradox in motion?Who am I but a collection of emotion?Looking at what exists on the insideWhat does it mean to be alive?We may figure it..
For a few brief seconds, it was there. This sense of unbelievable clarity. All the answers to everything one could imagine right there for the taking...
You eat the bread and drink the wineAll in remembrance of himYour redeemer, your MessiahYou do so, in front of neighbors,Without hesitationYour fine c..
So shallow, so limitedConfining ourselvesTo an insignificant speckIn an obscure part of the universeOur bodily existence, a mere tenancyTo one of many..
Juxtaposing what wasWith what could have beenI escape into my thoughtsThe anger still burnsThough no longer all consumingPainful regrets linger around..