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the sun in the sky and birds flying high, i love the clouds passing by. the sound of the cars, even though I may not agree with the scent of the exhaust from the dinosaur bones, correct me if i am wrong and maybe, i am intentionally loopsided, but take no sides as we seem to be gliding between two very extremes. i say this everytime i hear the planes hovering above me, wait please, think my thoughts are quickening.
this eternal bliss of the silence, and still, yes, at a moment where emotions filled with feelingness. and this. even the corners of all the moments are filled with singing trees. as i smile from teeth to teeth it may seem the times in between maybe to far and wide and who is to say even a spark of light from that nearing far distant sun shines can be measured by the weight of its far reaching trails.
grateful, its the sentence, a word, a thing of an understanding.
the seed is sown in teh old abandoned places where the hollographic distortion were nothing but static, what comes of it, only time will tell but even the chiche of the sentece means quite extratic.
i, high above the hovering, i will tell you one thing, it was the haunting in her eyes, that nobody saw coming, that complelled the puzzling feeling giving out but a week later, i borrowed the book i thought they would want it back it was a week after the incident and it was me who said no you leave the room and then got into the big heaping mad off the cliff like we met before the weeks before n dance n talk a few n there was that deep seated feeling of something very wrong, and then the consciousness slipping you see when i met all and everyone and did say all my thank yous and asking how have you been which perhaps explains the single most perplexing thing about the human nature that is the mind likes to create yet once it's created, it cannot be uncreated, only altered by the meaning which means that we do have the power to transcend all that into something more beautiful oh what a lovely thought to see it through this window right here.
cos it brought me to
an belonging
wouldn't wanna change it
none
if i could.
the seemingly closed shut box was opened and there was stench from all those years of being abandoned.
the trapped spirits were belching and farting
and i had to feel the sickness through
the thoughts wanted to, but oh still
like balancing act between
parallel dimensions.
i think we are winning.
the same holds true,
young or old it doesn't matter
whos who
once a thing is realized
it's felt through
and then raised to the occasion
but the intricacies wowen into the fabric of its existence
is in teh details of its pattern ways of thinking
oh but perhaps, meanings attached to things such as teh nearest objects
and feelings,
and people that resembled things and feelings but just the energy they bring.
maybe any of this helps someone.
it's like a purge of old system.
bare with me.
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