Leapdragon 2016 - Aron Hsiao Was Here

When things matter to me,…  §

When things matter to me, I am not at all sane…

How old am I now? Old enough to function, but not old enough to thrive. Will I ever reach some semblance of a transcendence? Do I want one? Didn’t I once scream at the top of my lungs,

“Mania, mania… Wherefore art thou, mania!?”

I still can’t help but travel underground; I still prefer to crawl. Old friends… are you still here, underground, with me? Or is the darkness mine like I want it to be? Like it shouldn’t be…

Ocd, ocd, ocd…


(Oh well… everything is beautiful any old way… 😉

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