
thousands are sailing
the same self the only self
self willed the peril of a thousand fates
a line of infinite ends finite finishing
the one remains oblique and pure
arching to the single point of
consciousness
find yourself
starting back
me, im cheering on that guy with the three eyes. him and his little buddy look like champ material to me
me in the crowd at the yuu yuu hakusho martial arts tournament: fuck the bad guy's super attack missed and i got ripped in half again