a word from just someone from just a book


hello the princes of today. we were once princes with promises of a near future because we were young and alive. we are still young and live. but we are older. lovely porcelain skin that breaks if shattered too many times and it happens like a stone statue put to weather outside overtime. that burning sensation remains in the places that never used to exist when innocence was about. promises made of sensual pleasure and a tingling sensation between the legs is what adulthood brings. because with the lost of innocence the gain of loss increases. the gain of gain seems to decrease as much as it increases. 'we' starts to exist less. every person for them-self becomes more relevant. religion doesn't save people. faith saves people. the faith they have in anything at all, is what saves them.

all the kingdoms shall sleep tonight, even my own, where it remains restless and within chaos. that is where I find the most inner peace, within the deepest of chaos. and even where the eternal dead slumber, chaos exists.