Mentalechoes

I've been here before; sitting at the start of the circle, or is it the end; trying to work out if it was the start of something new, or the end of something old. Is and end a new beginning; or is a beginning an end? Yes it is, no it's not; who the fuck can tell?!

Circles; cycles; patterns within a history. You tell me, is it the same as last time, or different, because I don't know any more?!

My friend tells me there is no such thing as true love, it's a western illusion, designed to make you spend money. But if this is true, why are there fairy tales, of knights in shining armour, crossing oceans, climbing mountains, and slaying dragons, all to be with the one they love?!

The power of love; the delusion of love; the myth of love. Who's to say, what's real and what's not! In the end, only your heart can tell you!

Padwanna!