Random Thoughts

As one flounders their thoughts and raid their minds, with courteous bedazzled thoughts, unravelling mysterious paths to contemplate their life, very often, the extravagant firmament opens up righteously, encompassing mysterious boulevards, casting forth wings of glory, awakening thoughtfulness, bewildering oneself within surfacing reaches, leading to dwindled streets, within wraithlike structures warping populace within the vortex of plundered doom. This leads to a forsaken path, lavishing unworthy, mirthless designs of queer countenances, bringing forth solemn grief with an unscrupulous, wandering imagery. As one sits in a gruesome state, they tend to ponder about structures beneath one’s own mind, questioning the very meaning of life. This justifies a grieving sensation of ennui.