In the longest journey, chosen not so long ago, i find many a thing or two, out of reach.
The inability to foresee what was planned coming out to be carved into a steady path, but maybe it's one of the steadiest path's we've ever been on.
It's what differentiates the good from the great, the bad from the worse.
Never believed in crying out loud, reaching out to your desires and grabbing them by the hair.
But it genuinely uplifts the quality of pleasure.
In love and affection we find a soothing hint of trust, no matter what stood in between, the rays of hope never failed to pass.
Of course we've all learnt about the Tyndall effect, which in a make belief manner bends most usual light into a hazy cloud of dissociation.
We've seen through the darkest clouds of outburst and pain, screaming for sanity and begging for the pain to stop, meanwhile judging less the amount of smiling security and clinging fear of losing someone appeals to the mortal.
I cannot tell you whether to look for an answer to the questions of your soul, or wait for them to seep through the mud and reach the seed, and see how beautiful the plant grows, with fragility and patience, and care we see through all the laws of nature and guide a little spiritual insight into a friendly soul.
A broken heart bleeding to any generosity as it may seem, trying to heal the horrible pinching of seeking comfort in no more than a little boat to the shore.
Guidance, is the forte of success and a good listener always makes it better, even if you can't sail to shore.
You can dive into and endless ocean, of water filled reality, and swim deeper and deeper till desired quality of reason reappears, and then you could tele-port into mind numbing peace.
But is it reality? I tend to seek answers to unveil the evil face of roughness.
The bitterness in men. The weeping of angels. And the fulfillment, of hope.
The craving would never stop, unless you were be the craving.
That way at least, you wouldn't have to stop and worry.
All you would have to sweat towards, is trying to break into a bigger dimension, where craving be satisfied the minute you get it or where the bottom of the ocean is right where we stand over.
Where the answers are searching for you, but you are nowhere to be found.
The inability to foresee what was planned coming out to be carved into a steady path, but maybe it's one of the steadiest path's we've ever been on.
It's what differentiates the good from the great, the bad from the worse.
Never believed in crying out loud, reaching out to your desires and grabbing them by the hair.
But it genuinely uplifts the quality of pleasure.
In love and affection we find a soothing hint of trust, no matter what stood in between, the rays of hope never failed to pass.
Of course we've all learnt about the Tyndall effect, which in a make belief manner bends most usual light into a hazy cloud of dissociation.
We've seen through the darkest clouds of outburst and pain, screaming for sanity and begging for the pain to stop, meanwhile judging less the amount of smiling security and clinging fear of losing someone appeals to the mortal.
I cannot tell you whether to look for an answer to the questions of your soul, or wait for them to seep through the mud and reach the seed, and see how beautiful the plant grows, with fragility and patience, and care we see through all the laws of nature and guide a little spiritual insight into a friendly soul.
A broken heart bleeding to any generosity as it may seem, trying to heal the horrible pinching of seeking comfort in no more than a little boat to the shore.
Guidance, is the forte of success and a good listener always makes it better, even if you can't sail to shore.
You can dive into and endless ocean, of water filled reality, and swim deeper and deeper till desired quality of reason reappears, and then you could tele-port into mind numbing peace.
But is it reality? I tend to seek answers to unveil the evil face of roughness.
The bitterness in men. The weeping of angels. And the fulfillment, of hope.
The craving would never stop, unless you were be the craving.
That way at least, you wouldn't have to stop and worry.
All you would have to sweat towards, is trying to break into a bigger dimension, where craving be satisfied the minute you get it or where the bottom of the ocean is right where we stand over.
Where the answers are searching for you, but you are nowhere to be found.
...where craving be satisfied the minute you get it or where the bottom of the ocean is right where we stand over.
ReplyDeleteWhere the answers are searching for you, but you are nowhere to be found.
Thank you so much for inspiration and insightful words
Help me understand the best i can..
Deletegrazie a te!