Rixa White

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

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

“That’s how it ends So, this is it.when we lose it allbutthis is not the EndThis is onlyThe Beginning of the End”

“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’ve fought forLook at meI’m still loving youand I keep being herefor you, for me,and for what’s worth breathing”

“They decide to show it is goodIt is a showThey shout it is goodIt is a showThey won’t let anything good to show upIt is a showWhat do people believe?Is it a show?”

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

“Here I amLooking at the world’s mirrorFinding myselfat the center of a mazeConstructing the roots of a dreamfor a nationless societyby the power of peace”

“I bow to purityBut what is pure?Show me purityI bow to clarityBut what is clear?Show me clarity”

“A soft and gentle growthUnder a blue skyOver a high mountainExtended over a vast landWhen the sun comes upStart growing”

“It is a mind-wandering timeRemember the old timeswhen illusions were distinctRemember the old timeswhen a friendly chatwas all we neededto brighten up our hearts”

“Survival is an ancient dream Life is nothing but an everlasting illusionNothing is RealDon’t believe in illusion,Remember me,I am here …”

“A wandering knightwambling in an endless roadThinking to himselfWhere the others are?Taking care of what?Who am I?but a fading footprinton a dark empty landunder a starless skyseized by roaring shadowsand delusive hopes”

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

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

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

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

“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’t have to be.”