Pointless Edges

Would I dare do it for beauty?
Stop with the questions again, seriously...
You'll drown in them!

Beauty is what beauty sees...
I know what you mean, but no one will ever understand that...
It's too ambiguous and the reader will read it wrongly...
Won't you?!

This probably won't ever make it to a book, anyway...
What readers, what are you talking about?!
Do people even read anymore?
Or are we so fucking low that we can't see it?!
And if you can't see it, how do you read it?
Fuck me with these questions again, next time it will be different!

No questions, just thoughts, what thoughts if they're all questions?
Ah!!!
How far?
We are never on the same spot!

It Never Whens!

The nature of men?
Don't ask me that!

Stop conjuring those meaningless questions!
They're not philosophical, you know...

We can hope, though, and dream!
If dreams will become reality, who knows these things?

Things, things, things!
So many of them in this world...
Where are the adventures but in the movies?
Where, the soul's purpose on earth?

I told you to stop already, why are you doing this?!

Can't you just live free and do your best?
So many questions, stop it! Stop it!

No one has the answers, they think they do!
Or don't think, and that is the reason of it all...

Don't even blink, friend, you can't miss it...
Do you see?!

What?!
Did you miss it?
Well...
Perhaps it will fly by another time...

Time....

It will probably fly by...
Now...
Or some other time...