about living in the moment or living in reflection

is it wrong to want to be the savior? is it weird? whats the right way to live this life should i stop and stare the whole way through or should i just run and feel my legs falling apart, but im too preoccupied with he wind in my face to know the difference

should i just let the words come or should i stop to think

do i know anything at all does anyone know anything at all those wise men who spill black from their mouths have rotten their taste buds. they cant tell whats good and what isnt. all i know is my heart is over flowing with the consciousness of death and suffering, the suppression of of a burning fire eating away inside
caught in a whirlwind of everyhting and nothing

everything is nothing and nothing is everything
i forget my name but i remember the

7
7
7

does it even mean anything? tell me yes tell me yes
the smell of her hair, the sound of the birds, the chill on my cheek
if you make it the right way it will take you back
are u dead if all that u live for is the part that wasnt so broken

u cant write down everyhting it is impossible
if you look above you miss the below
if you look anywhere youll miss the otherwhere
what if it was important

what if missing everything is important

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i did not stop to edit this or anything. this is just the way it is.