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Invoking Life

Little black Death is

Casually meandering,

Down the sidewalk

Of where broken dreaming

Is cast away.

Gliding, strolling with

An envious nonchalance

Invoking nerving fears,

Draining l’espérance

In innocent passerbys.

When will you fly away

And let us alone to fear not?

Or maybe you should stay

To invoke in us to live…

Drug Law

In the United Kingdom, it is not illegal to take drugs, but it is illegal to possess them. Which can then lead to the unintended consequence that those in possession may swallow the evidence; once in the body they are committing no crime. 

Does anyone else find this interesting? …

Act

A trick.

An alluring, deceitful game.

Out, you shine; an adventure awaits.

A storm is coming in, ominously waiting.

An opportune moment, but so brief in time.

To be quick or to let it pass…

A silly, untimely pause - cautious, weary, cowardly, only a part wise.

Thoughts are the root, but a road block for do.

Drop it all;

“Let’s go”.

Like A Dream.

Is Life. It’s all like a dream. 

Just as in a dream, you can’t remember the beginning of your life or how you came to be where you are. You only go off of what you’re told. It’s all seemingly like an illusion that you come to say, “yeah, that was what happened” and you accept it. You only seem to remember life after it has already began.

Just as the day progresses and your forget what you dreamt about, as the years go by you slowly forget parts of your life and what happened. All that seems to stick were the important aspects - events that impacted you or that that is tied with great emotions.

And just like a dream, there is no real end to life. It can come to an abrupt end, by someone else or yourself. Or it can end with you never really knowing how. After all, no one truly knows what happens in life after death.

So. Should we treat life as a dream? Believe that all things are possible, like in a dream? If Life is so much like a dream then why shouldn’t we?…