At one with the night and it’s magic,
creative to the extremes,
epiphanies and ideas flow like running water,
expressing all my inner thoughts and dreams
I love the way people try and understand, thoughts and feelings about life’s master plan, truth and beauty, deception and lies, love or hate is just a disguise.
I often fantasize about another life, one in which you cannot hide, the meaning that’s shown behind your eyes.
Sometimes I wonder on all the above, sometimes I question the theory of love and sometimes I’m told it’s all just a lie, but really it shows just a creative mind.