Singularity
Sleep has been the furthest
desire in our minds.
It’s been years but we have learned
nothing from our grinds.
Forget the smell and taste
of such sweet refinery.
Minds in a frenzy
to find where the ends lead.
Let sweat from skin bleed.
No time to mend me.
With the gift of disparity
We dare part our lips.
In this we find clarity
To loosen our grips.
Friday : ogaooooo
Loneliness stems from the notion that we are all individual people separated from the rest of the universe.
myhunger
I like to watch the rain droplets plummet to their chaos as I follow on foot with the same motions and emotions.
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“Untitled”, 2013, oil on canvas.
History and stories, oil on wood panel.
Milk, oil on canvas. 2011-12. All by Vassilis Avramidis.
Constant development is the law of life, and a man who always tries to maintain his dogmas in order to appear consistent drives himself into a false position
Mahatma Gandhi
We fend off the desires of unforgiving ends only to give in to the most familiar trends.
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Hanging While Up is Down
When did I lose sight
of such an awfully clear path.
To the stars, I was just another light
but I look to them for the math.
For the answers lie between us
in the air that envelops
of what makes us human
what we’ve developed.
We hold our wishes too high
as if they’re bound for our fates
the seconds before we die.
Like we’re calling on the heavens
to bring us to peace
but I’ve found my gods,
safe here to say the least,
warriors before the
conclusion of this beast.
Temporary home
to a permanent memory.
I only learn to be alone
when I’m tired of insanity,
when I’m too tired for the world.
It’s too cold to block the breeze
that’s moved us our merry way
that’s moved us to our knees.
Still hungry,
myhunger
If a man is as wise as a serpent, he can afford to be as harmless as a dove.
