O que é um anjo?
I talk to angels alllll the time...

"Insania Praestans"

No

After all...

You just burn... You´ll burn for years trying to find... to figure out.... the meaning

Some secret understanding of it all.... Some macabre or sinister way the pieces finally work out...

They don´t... Never do at all....

You´ll keep burning...

Yearnin.....

No meaning...

No secret sense of things what so ever....

No nothing....

No ...

Just the burning....

year after year...

Making you more...

more.... Experienced... in a way...

in any way....

And after years asking the right and the wrong questions....

After years of the burning....

There´s nothing....

Just the burning...

Nothing more whatsoever......

Just the burning..... Ever burning.....

Ad eundum quo nemo ante iit.

Madrugada... PPG-1
Pink Floyd...

Meditation and poetry mingle and dance in my mind....

I must really need some sleep... Or not.