The Neutron Ramble.

& eventually everyone lies,

When they talk about stardust, soul and butterflies;

We are nothing more Or less

than “A Neutron Rambling in the crowd”

Or maybe just proud

Of the existential crises

And nothingness;

The power of not having any power

The nullified thoughts

And the imaginary consolation,

The healing power

That we posses;

Its entirely an energy

That transforms

From one form to another

We are none,

No-one,

Or maybe

Something

To someone

Merely a particle

Attacking.

Defending.

Transforming.

Deforming .

Transitioning;

Forward

Backwards

But never in circles….

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I, Jared And the 7th string.

I am at a loss of words to describe the feels. Jared was with me. Creating a calm havoc like waterfalls do. He is merely a guy without a face,just the black coat would do.Now these words aren’t words, these are capable of destruction, the words Jared says to me they go up down my spines like the strings of the guitars while a grunge song is played….