sleepless

Outside This.

Stepping through the looking glass, painting the rainbows in the green sky becomes the single most freeing action that can be done. Shaking out the snakes making a home in an empty skull just to make new friends and hold conversations with the dead makes perfect sence. The dust of ages collects quickly with the sands of time in the corners of eternity, sometimes the light never shines and nothing ever glows. Baggage claims countless lives lost in the shuffle. Dreams could be reality, so beliving that anything is possible doesnt seem to be a stretch when all the illusions about the perfection of ourselves is all that is left that hasnt been soiled, corrupted or disesed. Turning it all upside down gives