It seems so usual and so ordinary that we can be all that we are........seems like a dream.......a waking dream.
Out of nowhere, a thought comes and screams the hell out of your own conscience, asking you to think about what can no longer be so simple. Something that could never have been, for we never looked at the possibility of this happenning.
But now it is upon us, and we are here with nowhere to hide, nowhere to run, just here. Now.
So what to do...who to call...where is the messiah? Why now ?
1 comment:
one cannot actually find the messiah..
one becomes the messiah.
it is a rule of fate. in times of stress, man becomes his own messiah.. he cannot expect anyone else to help him; if he does not help himself.
cheerz
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