The door always open
Why I must knocking the door
Why I must to do something
Because already open
I just only walk to come in
Why we longing something
Doing without nothing to be done.
The world is turning around.
Everything have cause
There’s nothing happen cause me only
if I control my self I loose myself
Let it flow,and nothing remain.
Control and action are illusion.
Let it your body floating when swim
If you are panic,you will drowning.
April 6th, 2008