Not Exactly the Sun
it’s a yellow light.
I mean walking down the street
it’s a yellow light
there
soundless.
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That’s life. You’re always making decisions, taking paths that lead you away from the rest before you can see where they end. Maybe that’s why we as a species love stories so much. All those chances for do-overs, opportunities to live the lives we’ll never have.
Ah
ah it will never end, there will be no
help, no mercy, no living thing,
it will all go on, uselessly, through fabrication and old habits, it
will continue, a headless body
of life, walking old walks, doing
old tricks, dreaming old dreams,
it will be as alone as a mountain,
and despite billions of beings
there will not be one real being, there will be everlasting waste and only
the animals will be real, they will have
the pureness of eye and the grace,
they will be the last, the simple,
pure, the ember, what it meant
truly, the wolf will have the heart
and the panther the lungs and
the eagle, the eyes, and the last
war will be one man sitting in a
chair, laughing at it
all.
Hız Çağına İnat Yavaşlığa Övgü!
✨Yürüyüşü Günlük Hayat Farkındalığı İçin Kullanmak!
🚶♂️🚶♀️🚶♂️ Muhteşem bir yavaşlama özgürlüğüdür yürümek.
Hız çağının baş döndüren gelişmelerine inat kontrolün elinizde olduğu, fren yapınca savrulmayacağınız, ihtiyacınız kadar hızlanacağınız muhteşem bir yavaşlama özgürlüğü.
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