Paradox of Chaos-
Time changes, lifts itself into blatant state of confusion, Lost, distorted, a universe of imagination, creation
The leaves wander towards a death while everything else waits. Waits for nothing.
But in the midst the chaos, one breaks and sets the world back into motion. So much lost, gone, but not one noticed.
As time goes forward, the only apparatus remaining to prove what happened are the dry, shriveled up souls. Souls that are trapped, forever.
Time breaks free, only to prove a state of chaos. Wanders into the world, breaks the motion.
But in the confusion, memory of what happened is gone, but time goes on.
Time changes, lifts itself into blatant state of confusion, Lost, distorted, a universe of imagination, creation
The leaves wander towards a death while everything else waits. Waits for nothing.
But in the midst the chaos, one breaks and sets the world back into motion. So much lost, gone, but not one noticed.
As time goes forward, the only apparatus remaining to prove what happened are the dry, shriveled up souls. Souls that are trapped, forever.
Time breaks free, only to prove a state of chaos. Wanders into the world, breaks the motion.
But in the confusion, memory of what happened is gone, but time goes on.