Augment

I would say that myself is sitting in this society that feels like blocks. Stacks of mass that speak to the others with different words and how the tone can mean something to me. Well, that’s just a difference for another time. Another time, another sense. Been there, been there. But, why? Why is it so easy?

Blind. Blind yourself to the tree that shines bright upon the stars in the horizon. I always thought the horizon shined black, but for some reason, some particular reason, it’s bright. It’s lighter. Orange pеntagons of some sort? Not sure, but it can be. Dеfinitely have not seen this before