Sometimes I wish I could believe in some sort of god, have some kind of hope, have some kind of faith. But that is not made for me, the rawness and consciousness, those are the only paths that I can sit on my feet, always has been, and I do not think that at this stage to reconstruct cerebral scaffolding of mistrust and skepticism forged in childhood.
But I would like. Whoever seeks the truth
risks a heavy burden. I'm just searching and trying not to bend over the back. Too tired. Sometimes I just wish I could tear my eyes. It's just a metaphor, of course, not actually bear "no see."
Who has the view you will always sensitive to damage from sunlight, so I'm staying right here within these walls and I will avoid looking ahead. I know what is ahead, but quite another thing that I want to look into his eyes. Again, no I'm stupid, I know what's up ahead, but I can save the need to see it.
