هنا

[Sisyph]

Empty notes is a dedicated space where there are no words is a station for listening
understanding the moment
understanding the soul

soul of beauty or any sense i can catch it to smell it and try to taste it and then release it later
non of this, is really importent
it just a ghostly thing

[Sisyph]

The first confirmed news was about the disappearance of eyelids in all the newborns of the village, those whose fathers didnt return from the maze war
Those whose families were stuck in waves and fear, with bitter waiting
They stared long into the void, hoping to escape
And what really turns them off is a whisper
And what actually turns them off is the different scent of the question
If we cannt get them
With anything we will reignite our fingers
And we definitely will not be able to run it through their hair again

[Sisyph]

Well, as it is said, we are parts of the universe .. Its atoms and elements are what made my body, as well as your body, and even the beaks of birds, tree bark and grass..Now when we are friends or just riders in the long and speeding bus of life .. When I look at you I can'nt understand your truth, I may reach For a simplified understanding of the reality of the universe, (perhaps), and if we are close to each other, you will consider that my words are just an offense against you .. And this confusion of course, you are not only a body you are a mixture of blood and flesh and feelings unlike other parts of the universe in the vast galaxy, your feelings towards me and towards what you feel as well as The extent of your personal readiness to expose yourself in front of me and my impression of you is what will determine the color of the truth that I think you are, man is more complex than the universe itself in this aspect, and human truth is hidden behind layers of tendencies and emotions, layers of pride and denial if required, the reality of the universe is explained by the abstract and cheerful look mixed with love The discovery, while the truth of the human being is determined by the surge of chemistry in the blood within the veins of the brain and heart.

[Sisyph]

[Sisyph]

I can hold the light, in return great things are leaking from between my fingers, for those around me I am very perfect, but I don't know how to walk like a solid and solid piece, I can carry the light and cross the forest of questions, everyone will think that I am the answer, maybe I was for them.. but for me I am His shadow is above the water and on the way to the lake, but in bed I am like dough-paste, he is waiting for me to carry it, but no one pays attention to the fact that I am the first, the bread seller says you can relax, you are protected.. so smile to him and cry for me, I don't feel my presence in this embrace, the light is a curious partner He wants to leak into your brain, for everything to be clear, this is his way of love, did he try to close his eyes, did he try to be less perfect to see, to be as warm, to grow a rose?

[Sisyph]

This time, i know it's not temporary any more

[Sisyph]