LonelyAsari

Quia Omnis Oculus. In a world, so unwilling; Why doth you keep fulfilling, a pact? If life is so full of wonder, why art we set a sunder; and feel the need to act? Why does one, tether ones dreams? Are you afraid, of your own self-esteem? Be you organic? Or doth thy dream of electric sheep? Doth your heart flutter, do you weep? When you hear 'Them' softly speak. Whether in time, space or somewhere in-between. Doth you question, what it all means. Why does one see, without seeing? A soul, that mirrors thee? Why doth thou cling to your armour, like bark on a tree? Is it you, or is it me? That feels all this, from an eye named 'three'? Be it no