Sporadic Thoughts & The Age Of Reason

[Acula M.D.]

Murphy's law states that everything that can go wrong, will. This is much more clear to me at night without the distractions of everyday life. In this bed, not even music or a good book can push out all of these insecurities and short comings. In this bed, I realise that ignorance is bliss and I can only wish I was dumb. As a child everything seems alot more mystical than it really is. There's no stress or doubts, just exploration. As a younger child I saw the wonder of the county fair and the happiness it brought to the community. The bright lights of the fairess wheel reflecting off of the placid lake. Now a days when visiting I only experience a muddy fairground, loud kids, and the smell of the animal feces filling the air which not even funnel cakes can mask. I remember when me and my childhood companions could sit in a backyard and occupy ourselves for hours via imagination and fantasy. Now a days my backyard is empty and is also just a muddy fairground, with loud kids, and the smell of animal feces. The age of reason has destroyed my happiness. Now I can only sit in this bed and vent the depression this makes me feel.

Word to Solace. Mines not meant to be as entertaining. More like just a way to vent.

[Solace]

That was really dope

[Rain Matrix]

I like it please keep venting through creative writing