Rixa White

A fish cannot be aware of the ocean, before jumping up out of water.

How many of us suffered to death?How many of them gained more wealth?How many of us mourned?How many of them earned?How many times we suffered such a pain?How many times they will do this again?They are Cruelbut_We don__ have to be.

The Invisible is movingSoftly and soothingI feel it insideIt is youIt is my feeling for youI want to give it lifeMy whole life

Looking aroundthere is nothing but illusionEverything is drownedin the oceans of illusion

From the very beginningperplexing and wanderingfrom one ocean to anotheran everlasting wander

Look at meI am the life in a wastelandLook at meI am the slavery through the agesLook at meI am the mirror of the worldLook at meI am the illusion I__e fought forLook at meI__ still loving youand I keep being herefor you, for me,and for what__ worth breathing

Injured SoulFainted EyesReturningfrom where?Weary feetWeak armsTreadingtoward where?Struggledin vain battlesFightingdelusive enemiesErred bya deceptionThe ancient deception

What could be a destination for a lost, when there is no will to move on anymore?

Survival is an ancient dream Life is nothing but an everlasting illusionNothing is RealDon__ believe in illusion,Remember me,I am here _

Pains are not to be relievedSorrows are not to fade awaya slight change in the visionmay bring a new experience