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The end of the mind is crucial for everything.
I am bruised because of my experienced thoughts.

A man appeared on my eyelid and winked me to open my eyes into the sun.
Are you mad? I asked. And the man answered by ripping the only eyelid that I had.
No pain occurred and I felt good because the sleep disappeared. What a relief.

I stood quiet... for a while, licking away at the happenings.

mIz

doesn't matter if I am young, intelligent, funny, fat, ugly, hyper-man, newly claustrophobic, willing to experiment my life to create sparkles...

what is important is to be there when you're called or not, mostly not. but if I create the luxury of not being present I deserve to be evaporated.

now I am coming back and I look up and see all the blackness that I drew for all of you. I am picking the best dark and feed you with the most ... nightmare I wanted to have. and you all are trying to cough but your throats are sucking empty air. so all you have to do is to respond at your pain of emptiness.

you will be called to scream for your tormented thoughts.

until then, have a great morning.