By Accident

Vintage Words


The day was anything on earth

normal with no improvment. An

indomitable drive brought out

energy with a background filled

with horrors.


Forgetting would be easier with

no reminders. Evolution fails

and entities devolve wherever 

there are no ways to release a

civilized mind except to let it

dissolve into ruin. This

is our nature.


Any other day would be blue,

yet today an idea is born from

an accident hoping for something

else. Like a  simple notation that 

turns into a small masterpiece.


A thing that can not be planned,

obtrained only by chance as if an

actual source of magic. Discoveries  

is like radium and post-it notes

began as an idea that went wrong.







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