by the mer idea

The sounds of laughter fill these halls that I have in my mind.
Echo's of a time I can't recall really. Where was I lost in a web of perplexities.
Love, friends, family, these things are what we call foundation of character of a person.
Reach for those star that linger above. It maybe our only escape or survival.
Rushes, flashes, burst of emotional chaos, The soul urched and beseeche by its own
reality.
We are what we are trapped by the a Network of false communities and Corporate lies.
We are trapped by the mer idea. . .

Sept 30/10