Random conclusions thoughts, all being reasoning. No endings or beginnings to sayings, phrases, or worlds in mind. Nothing for anyone to know understand or have a truth in life/hope in. All times just fucked up in their own periodical being. Reasoning no longer needed to be there.

Anger, happiness abound in all corners. People seemingly mad-eyes follow into shadows… lurking finding nothing but everything. Times change.

Older, remaining beings that just sit and stare. Eyes widely open shut as they stare. No mind to see, to hear, to read, to touch, to know, to feel.

Ignorance in it’s truest and finest form. Children running, playing - life is beautiful. Hearts proud in life as insects crawl, create confusion as everything amasses around us in one whole thing.

Beings, things, animals… mindless blobs without head, tail, or wing. Evil things lurking in daylight hours. Right behind you, smell you, breath you, are you. Sleep in waste, children crying in the day/night. Cracked skin, aged face, eyes glazed over as worm in death eat them while they sleep.

Laughing, crying, dying, lying, living your life. Everywhere, life is beautiful.

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A voiceless speech. Two tones ring in my ears from one. Dazzling my mind’s eye at this thing. Thoughts inducing, confusing. Living, loving life. No hunger here, no soulless thing. Nightmares may show their face, but they can cause no harm, cause no scares to appear and tear one in two. Living, loving life. Things we wish not to see, wish not to know, are.

A voice with two tones. All pain, and all joy. No language does this voice speak into one’s ears, but a singing rhythm that can cause pain to some for unknown reasons. To others it is a distraction to what is going on, or an annoyance that hurts ears. To others yet, it is a soothing thing, bringing about sleep, or lets thoughts drift off into a voidless state of mind and being. To some, it merely brings a calm.

For the one who has the two tones, it is a way to release and be all these things and more. A language that one does not understand, where it came from or what it is that comes out from lips and mind to pour over, out, into others’ ears.

Do you, can you, have you… heard the two tones in that one singing/speaking voice?

~Tarwyn