Coin

The world. What is it actually? A place filled with people and natural wonders? Yes, yes it is. A place filled with miracles and science-fiction? Absolutely. There is no denying the beauty it holds here.

The world? What is it actually? A wretched place stinking with the foul odour of murder? Yes, yes it is. A place, filled with words of deceit, and heartache? Absolutely. There's no denying the brutality here.

When you open your head and look into it, the amount of ideas and knowledge it reflects is as limited as the people and places you've known and been to. And not to forget, the experiences you've gone through as an individual.

You begin to wonder though, how much do you want out of life? How much knowledge do you wanna obtain, and how much do you wanna put yourself through, to know and feel as much as possible?

The best remedy for this, is to remind oneself, that it doesn't matter where you're from; It's where you're going.

The world isn't as beautiful as it looks. Because people are savages.

I, live in an empty space.
I, ain't ever lookin' back.