a be line

smile, i am

keep it simple because it is


the backroads are full of esoteric scenery but the crow flies straight toward the point

like a be line


live by the dream, die by the dream

everything in this world is as it is because it is what it is: ignorance of one's natural state

such ignorance leads to a dream-state created completely in the mind but feeling as real as the stuffing surrounding it

but it's like a tale told by an idiot full of sound and fury signifying nothing, to quote the bard


yet it's not the enjoyable moments that necessarily makes it so 'sticky' but the countless tragedies found in it

'much ado about nothing' warms an audience but 'hamlet' or 'macbeth' or 'king lear' freezes it in its place