Will every way be barred to the expression that comes to mind short of perception?
The truth will be found in the time when one day separated by days becomes days separated by never.
The brief and testaments completed; enter litigator and accused, both believing each abused. The prosecution begins the tale. He’s sure he’s right and will not fail The opening words are true and right. He’s bound to show his case is white. The leader of the defense then starts, finishing, the litigator smarts, what can he say to answer back knowing the other’s case is black. The justices are robed and seated, all the evidence is completed. The judgment is that right is right and so the unicorn is white.
I want to go somewhere where the rain is like thunder and the sky is like an ocean; where everything around me is so loud I cannot hear my brains thoughts; screams running through my skull and wrapping around my