Rational irrationalities circumvent the scope and context of life awaiting confrontation of equality gasping for breath at each laugh weighing the thoughts that skew
Wondering the itrational beginnings time immemorial, immaterial longings to become one with nothing nirvana or apathy?
Confusion reigns and rains upon the streets of feast and famine lives won against the sea of anxiety lives we fight for unknowingly yet the irrationality of this all is the only rational thing
Copyright 2020 Thomas Strickland
My Quest 