Twinkle twinkle Judas star

For hope is, even when it's not

Trinkets twinkle from afar, Jesus Christ super star, up above the world on high, like a carrot in my eye. Now I've searched near and far, how I fear hope's all we are.

Beyond the realm of life's snowdome, I watch the trinket dangle, a carrot to the donkey from our playful puppeteer. How it all seems somewhat small, whom and what we were, for now and evermore we're not to be at all.

Time machine

Transcendental dream machine

Time machine

Time takes all things but there will always be this pocket of time we shared: a moment that lives on in memory as our time machine. When I close my eyes, I am the trees we planted dancing in the breeze. One of these days I'll go back there. When your time ends, I hope you'll join me.

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This website is a collection of life thoughts I find therapeutic to play with. Judas1 is a pseudonym used for anonymity, I chose this due to an interest in Judas Iscariot. You can view all posts via the navigation tags at the bottom of the page.