Rose time

The moving spirit of eternity close enough to my senses.
The crowd inside the pressure stuck on the middle of the action.I´m leaving those schematic horizons of fear.Just excising theories and facts.Nostalgic useless harmony between imperceptibilities and rumours.My life grows outside the landscape.It´s roots are above the earth,outside the garden of all fates .I´m going defy me ,longingly mine.Lightspeeding approach to the inner time I exist on.Loving the absoluteness I´m made of inside my soul.Crossing fate as a warrior slave in a tremendous flaming passion for survival.I declare myself a force.Rose force.