I dont know how to explain this invisible landscape. Ill try I thought of this as structure while decoding the structure of immagination, information, certain kind of events etc. There are quite a few

Oh! Ties and socks, Why wont you stop! You are killing our shocks With your stocks ! You need to leave Us in a land With feathers and inscesnes, Or Ag8Ma__/÷ For us to see, we put you on We need a mirror,

One moral social crime you can commit without realising is to enforce and impose your worldview/perspective onto the person doing the listening currebtly u der the pretext that "you are 'right' "

There was once a flame Who battled through the winds At first blind to the wind, Then blind to the direction Then intention Knowing not the wind just flows Then taste, then texture then number of support

Rattle rattle, does the cage. Rattle rattle. Is it a shiver employed, like the chicken in the cage? Or a shout trying to imitate, making blind sense Dependent on weakness for opposed strength, Being defined

I was trying to shape down the idea of how neural-networking could be in the psychological perspective here's what I got, now blowing this up to understand its higher scale formation, that was a sneak

A dark but useful thing to do with this knowledge: in a nutshell, one of the ways to convince someone using an understanding of this psychological pattern or whater you'de like to call it.

When the sun shines bright But the darkest night, awaits time. When a novel beauty, is challenged by A square mind. Without vision that, The visions both, were but same. Saw a garbage bag, polluting the

You got it not by honest means, Just very unlike me, But that won't cause the rain to stop, But that won't cause the rain to stop. In this dirty corrupt game of life, Where deserves get just hope. You

The only thing real is the placebo you believe. Context- you create your own reality

When you're willing to die you're living by choice,but when you're afraid of death you're living your life like a hostage in constant fear.

If you find yourself stranded on an island, just beginning to cry: you are going the right path. You must realize that first you must get done with your emotions. If you don’t unleash, your thought process

Take my words like a promissory note, All these birds will die someday, Leaving you amidst these treacherous trees, Like a rag between those thorns and heels. At the absence of thou people, On a winters

The lone wolf in the open den Questioning his captivity. Grunts and gnarls at himself As the wind errods him away. He ventures inward with fright But returns with an understanding, Of a sort of which Leaves

You are a straight sighted screw On the top of the table, too You wanna go, go beneath. To the other side, hugged by wood. But you cant see, how to get To there without, just dropping down. But you can

You are but a stick With a plate on top Going around, by will of hand To keep the thing spinning Do not beware, of the wind From the hands, Spinning their plates Cause they are frail, frailer than yours,

What is it worth ? For lipsticks and for gold? Kept away in a cold glass globe Not the type you've been told. Not the type to make the trade Common boy let's live for the day. Jump into muck and make it