violating101

I'm not willing to go along with mediocrity. As I have had a look on beauty it is a logical consequence to  keep on struggling with resignation.  Keep on struggling 'caus of the dim ray behind the wall of shelter that is turning into a bright and shining gloss. Listening to the melody of life that is chanting in an optimistic voice:
                          There's a beautiful view.
                          From the top of the mountain.
                          Every morning I used to walk towards the edge
                          to throw little things off, but not anymore.
                          I can stay inside as it seems that I...

It's more than useless to ask this question right now, isn't it? I have no fockin' clue if I should rather handle my papers or myself. It's so much easier to pretend than living wholeheartedly.
At least it was, if I hadn't had a look on beauty...

Sitting in my living room without knowing what has been going on.
My tongue moves scatterbrained around its environment not knowing where the missing base has gone. I can taste the rusty flavour feel the hole that's left behind. A bleeding basin damageable by a tiny touch and still -  it had to be...

Sitting in front of my pc screen, browsing images that show people's lives, loves, fears, wishes, desires or things like that. Amazing to be linked with so many ways of expressing yourself.

This does really sound insane...