sometimes days are akin to the pages of a book long unread, they fold over each other.
presence is always at our backs and it is the same presence.
the ultimate warrior. a battle has not existed where one triumphs against time, there never will be.
so much has changed man. i remember a time where i thought i would be a child forever, i remember a time where i thought i would never stop posting here, i remember a time where i thought i would never stop creating. all of that eventually went away. my life is so different now, still im looking back from time to time. remembering a point where i focused only on creation. being in uni now makes it kinda harder to find time for it, but still even now, i feel like this post is a fraction of what i used to be. shits jus so crazy bro, time eventually swallows everything. sometimes it makes you wonder what it was all for?
everything is so beautiful and ugly, but beautiful and ugly dont last, only time remains.
(also ignore the shit blending ðŸ˜)
bear
Bye bye :(