Mind Vault

If you but stand far enough away, earth will shine in a most beautiful blue hue.

I hunger every day, no matter how rich the food, no matter how abundant, for the dish I did not order.

my soul slowly drifted into moonlit unconsciousness,
and i found myself swimming in Oblivion’s endless sea,
when you softly whispered into my ear that you
had to leave
me.

The more hearts, the more impossible it becomes to beat in sync.

How do you do? Great, I am great.
I am always great for your asking, I will never be anything different.
What else could I be? Sad? Down? Melancholic?
I am great, really, so great I could soar up.
So great for your asking.
Never felt any better, ever.
For your asking I would be great even on the moon.
So how come you have to ask ?
Stupid question, now I am just fine, greatness has gone.
Greatness is missing.
Maybe in the dust bin.

From a sinking ship first flee the rats, as for the one and only time there is more to life then feeding and breeding.

Sitting by your side, it is the world that fades; slowly, gently, until there is no one but you.
The colours begone, darkness falls ever so soothing, until there is no one but you.
Even when I am no longer, you still linger.
A taste of happiness.
Wasted.

There is no one.

Sometimes the past that has not been, walks right up to you and hits you in the face: the pain is rather real.

Quality and volume seem to work in inverse proportions, and no I am not speaking of music.