HINDSIGHT #129: THE LAST DAYS

And final meal

Coming up on the southeast side, where the east is really the lake of tears it reside. There’s nowhere these feelings can’t hide. Who the hell is there to confide? Feels like our worlds will soon collide. Who will have the read the last side? Where the truth finally meet up after dinner where death came along for the ride. There’s no rules to abide in when the brink of darkness is running along your side. The rigorous plains filled with ashes of the goodness disrupted by darkened change. Having a meal full course tasting each morsel to reach your nutritional need, where karma came for failing deep inside from sperm to seed. Failing to reach your highest peak. Observing your surroundings of when that time will come that love and death do us part inches away from connecting the dot to whom don’t trust you, a psychotic conclusion to the journey of delusion of grandeur.

Then wake up from an unwanted dream. The nightmares scare!

~The Real Moody Human