thebonewolf

Before I die I want to know I have done everything That I have lived everything I was meant to To watch you grow old and try in vain to stay young To watch you at the hardest time in your life So I can be there to celebrate with you when it's over To watch the children grow up and have their own families To watch them struggle throughout their whole lives And see that because of it they have become great people I want to feel the feeling I feel whenever I am with you To feel it nonstop and never let it go I want to watch you die in my arms and leave this world So when I go right after I will know I am not leaving you behind I want to be with

A futile attempt to discover what governs everything We reach what we believe to be fundamental Closer to each other than we could ever hope to dream Nothing touches Different arrangements in different states Forces acting all around, creating feelings and What appears to be union Yet nothing touches We are designed to feel these forces And we do remarkably well, contact Is but repulsion which we interpret And nothing touches To touch would create an unthinkable force A release of energy comparable to the sun It would spread, and destroy us on the way So nothing touches I do not touch any part of myself I am held together by nothing I ima

Like a phoenix It lives in glory for time untold Only to die without warning In flames   Unexpected it rises again Only to ultimately cease to be In flames   And still it rises again To last forever In glorious flames

She carries the sun on her shoulders with her truancy there is nothing but my hunger for her light and warmth. Diurnal pleasures are begrudged me unbound from my sun. Tenebrous life defiles me, but touts true happiness. To abide in eternal sunlight never to rest, never to sleep to be forever intoxicated by her aura. To feel her rapture. Forever in sunlight, a chorus of ecstasy. She carries my sun on her shoulders.

I know what “fire” is but I have never heard the word. I do not even know there is a word for “fire.” We stand before a fire. I touch it. It burns. You ask me if fire burns. What can I say?

A big truck crashes into a garbage can and falls into the sewer crushing rodent feces and annoying babies who have frostbite and eat tires during a ropefight with monkeys while Dario rolls on the rocks and filth.