Further

The great beyond, the great before..

there is a point beyond which human efforts is in vain..

of using familiarity with belief to seek a common ground..

further studies..we learn everyday, even the press, everyday I know less..

new skills feels exposed..in every fear, there's the idea, desire affects passion..

believing is half way achieving..the world meets us halfway, of sober mind is high on alert..

From sketch to style..looking for action? coming to own senses..

guilt be the very best punisher..for hurting makes it better next time...

we can never heal when we can never prevail..lean just beyond your edge..

to the addictive, new skills feels exposed..for adventures are dangerous..

I know I'm not right but I'm proving you wrong..if you tell me I'm wrong, then I don't want to be right..

got me hurting, now I'm writing something new..

 

Fool me ones shame on you, fool me twice, the blame is on you…

investigate further, crossing a lane, beyond the edge..

everything is new information when you don't know anything…

 I don't look like what I've been through..to be is to do, to do is to be..

a taste of the city, a test of open spaces..don't be a fool of the lights of the city at night..

something hit me I didn't realise, it felt so good…

so much sense that it does not make sense..the sense of to be is to do, to do is to be..

a repeated mistake is of decision..mistakes reminding us we are human beings..

we often take advantage for, not of merit…

 

Further, beyond my power..beyond the thinking mind, a space to resonance..

the legacy lives after we leave..life goes on and never ends..

simply doing the expected is less enough..the giant looks in the mirror and sees nothing..

everything is sweet when we hungry..bitter, impermeable when angry…

thought I was washed..yet I'm cleanest..survival for the fittest, as survival of the riches…

even if we win,we gonn loose..we are never free unless everyone is…

no hood than fatherhood, motherhood..reference be in the made difference…

we seek closure when the relationship is over..miss it when you loose it…

technique without enthusiasm..important impotent...

with the shine comes shade..with love comes hate…

the background be the best part of a take..

 

We live as we dream, helpless at sleep...

helpless in best situations..feeling observed, as obsession for servicing...

maybe halting progress to stay in control..of deliberate intentions…

as whispering a louder part of a talk..make it tall…

rumours goes down eventually, truth calls, facts are fun…

we all have our flaws..our body do things we have no control over…

learning things that are crazy is good..beyond ordinary imaginations…

we all tend to be prophets, what’s the profit?

Eyes of an eagle..legacy of prophecy.