One man army.





Why in the night sky are the lights turned?
Why is the earth moving around the sun?
floating in the vacuum with no purpose, neither one.
Why in the night sky are the lights turned?


You could walk down the windy path and think that it would somewhat lead you to the rainbow's end. Hoping you could taste the colours of triumph by the end of the journey. That's the thing about the wind. It swirls all around you, caresses your skin, perks up shivers down your spine and consequently to your whole nervous system, allure you into its way, whispers golden visions about what you could be and what not; basically just takes you by surprise until without any warning, it vanishes, in a heartbeat and you're yourself again, crawling back to the start, and you get lost in the depth of it. You start questioning yourself, the world, your loved ones, even the stars. Sinful doubts start to smother you, mincing your head from left to right till there's none of it left for you to believe in. Everything you first started to believe in turned your back on you, betrayed you. What is there left in you? How do you expect to stand firmly on your very own toes when the ground opens up to swallow you? How do you expect to witness a miracle when the deceiving hopes rob you of all your sight?


You stumble, you fall, through the relentless seething dark abyss; making your way into the timeless, frozen vacuum. When there's nothing to hold on and plunge to, you just have to let yourself fall with grace, into infinite nothingness.


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