I encountered feelings like, love, hope tiredness, anger and happiness. They come at you like bumbling brooks. I simply looked at the world and color collided with me on this.. this is what happened. I read poetry of old and I look at words like dab and yeet and wonder where did thou and wherefor art, go. Do we constantly evolve and change or are we bound to the constraints of time. Would we know time if our cells stopped decaying. X-x alas no elder warrior could tell me in that town and I cannot find a portal back home. Well alas people I must scavenge for food but I leave you with that, think deeper and dream big.
