THE OTHER TRAVELLER

Perhaps not. Just running thoughts derived from the rambling mind of a lonely traveller. Lost in time and space over decaying dreams and schemes that didn`t quite make it. Expectations that grew overwhelmingly bigger than life itself.

Perhaps just another traveller you are. In your own fine way of seeing things as they are. Things that just come as easily as they go in their own way. As easily and full of simplicity like an undying moth that flutters from one light to the next uncaptivated by the meanings. Immuned by hopeless memories you are that they become nothing but dust that fail to remain in due time.