10.16.20
BOOT.S.TRAPS
clocks keep on ticking when you’re sleeping
and im painfully aware of each second
i may be a fool
but i know the invebitibility of humanity
the little trickle of time dedicated for my life is fucking precious
maybe not to you, or the world
but it is to me, and that’s enough
i plan to live every ounce of it in Temperance
in the wisdom of the Fool
that sparks the fire behind the Sun that holds hands with the High Priestess.
this, is how i create The World
no a drop spilled. not anymore.