The Mist

Lids close,
mind sleeps,
an alter world we seek,
Leaving this universe and entering yet another.

Iā€™m out of time, with none to spare,
I run and run with no aim in sight..

The Intolerance Bug

..we have evolved to a collective state of equal exchange, where one is returned in kind. Theoretically, this is all good when it comes to materialistic purposes but for societal issues, this tends to be a wee bit too problematic.