Notebook 056

If you change yourself for cause, all the benefits will go to the mirror you have placed as self.


Empty hard walls resonate the delirious silence that compounds all matter. Cold segregated steel prisons show their etched faces in a mocking grimace of the hours to come. Trapped. Surrounded by chunks of flesh carved so elegantly into shapes that void it of its former self. Like twisted war-scarred faces they contort and fold inwards without moving at all.