Heart of gold, made with stone.
Verbal comprehension with the intention of seeking a place willing to listen. After all, I can't be any worse off than when these words start to wear off. In the meantime, just tryin' to make sense of all the things I wasn't already aware of.
Verbal comprehension with the intention of seeking a place willing to listen. After all, I can't be any worse off than when these words start to wear off. In the meantime, just tryin' to make sense of all the things I wasn't already aware of.
If we were really conscious about the things we do, would we do it? If we were conscious of the things we do to this world, would we still? If we were exceptionally conscious about the things we do to not only ourselves, but to each other, would we bring ourselves nevertheless? And it’s unfortunate to think that yes, we still would. Humans are such complex beings, with complex minds that are entwined with an endless web of intricate motives and personal adversities. Understanding even one is equivalent to solving math equations that have geniuses racking their heads. The human being is nearly incomprehensible.
