Inside A Lone Wolf’s Room
— Beware —
Do you ever feel the now as an opportunity
to deliver a message for those people
who got into your life not a while ago?
And yet — They made everything become different
someone once said that relationships are like chemicals
whenever there’s a reaction between two of them
none will ever be the same.
And only if you could ever feel what I’m feeling
You would understand the gratitude and fulfillment
How Can You know what is it, besides words on a screen?
In the perfect environment —
The little details combining,
a story being formed
creating the notion of fluidity
deep down you know
your room is just an extension
of who you are and
what your purpose is.
— Stuff —
I can see a Rubik's cube
only one move away from being finished
I can see a beach chair
with my traveling backpack in it
I can see a surf board
orange with white rugs of paraffin
These are all material objects
but why do I feel completed,
is it because of them — or is it
because of what’s inside of me?
A green gamer headset
with the cable plugged to the phone.
One click away
from completely escaping time.
Unfinished books on the shelve
other ones piling up
today I’ve started to re-read Emergence
and decided to abandon the last one.
It was just too confuse
Sartre has great writings
but my mind is into reading
to reach somewhere, not just philosophize.
and while I pretend to know what’s happening
and while it’s not here
and while we wait for a reply message
I might as well close my eyes
and feel everything there’s to feel.
