What does infinity mean to you? Are you not infinity and yourself?
I am the shore and the ocean, awaiting myself on both sides.
Is it possible to write a poem or are these words just screams of outlaws exiled to the desert?
We love the imperfect shapes in nature and in the works of art, look for an intentional error as a sign of the golden key and sincerity found in true mastery.
Through words to the meaning of thoughts with no words.
We forget old stories, but those stories remain the same.