' its the sound of one brick snapping ~ a corner stone mortar wash out ~ its called the limit ' .. weak, strong, past, present. Seems to me that your words are saying that no matter what, it all means the same - nothing. Words for words' sake, dark, ungentle and emotionless for the sake of filling space. Actions acted out, insincere, meaningless.
I get the scene playing in my head from "Fight Club," the one towards the end when Ed Norton puts the gun in his mouth and shoots himself to kill Brad Pit's character. An inner battle, someone might get dealt queens, but it's Aces and Eights you gotta' be watching for...
' its the sound of one brick snapping ~ a corner stone mortar wash out ~ its called the limit ' .. weak, strong, past, present. Seems to me that your words are saying that no matter what, it all means the same - nothing. Words for words' sake, dark, ungentle and emotionless for the sake of filling space. Actions acted out, insincere, meaningless.
I am a man , I breathe nature , I listen to the stars , I speak dream , music is my life blood , my words pour from my heart . I observe , my hands express .
Feel my words , look as deeply into yo.. more..