Life. Everything. Anything.
Write everything. Anything.
Life is vibrant. Words are pure.
"Whats the point?"
"I'm not sure."
Voice the vibrations so sensations blur other peoples heads.
Speak loud enough so they hear you while lying in their beds.
One. Two. Three.
Counting to infinity and continuing from there.
Counting all the things that are here and unfair.
Four. Five. Six.
If its a chore to pick up sticks to build a fire and you'd rather be cold maybe that's your subconscious begging to be bold.
Seven. Eight. Nine.
If only I could find the time to reach ten I would be like Daniel in the lions den. Unbeatable, unreachable. Two numbers lack of sin.
Hit eleven and begin again.
Life moves on like strong numbers innumerable changed only in roman numerals. So love your neighbor too.
