In the midst of chaos, internal and external, i see myself gaze at the noise around me, without any purpose or reason. Nothing is justified beyond my capacity to comprehend it with my limited sense of self and sense of consciousnesses.
I find my struggle for success or self sustainability contradicting. There are things i do that are driven by my hidden fears of failing.
I embrace simplicity. I embrace the magic out of which things happen. I embrace love, life. I embrace mystery.
I fear the layers i do not know, my objective truth, our human misery.
October 13 – 12:20pm
The bell rings, the light drizzle of rain slowly massages your cheeks while cleaning your pure guilt from tormented passions. You walk fast as the rain gets heavier and the bell is about to finish its cycle, and there it is, one beautiful piece of existence, sitting on the side of a curb staring at the magnificent view of the gloomy horizon over the bluest sea.
Her face shines as if the rain cannot get to her and the sun is above her as if it was born just to warm up her shadow. Waves of the waters mimicking her gentle smile and with each breath she takes, the clouds dance a beautiful tango. Her hair blowing lightly as if the dust of the universe caresses her head while playing the strings of a guitar made of the milky way.
She stands and start walking your way like she was drawn to you by a magical force of attraction. As she gets closer your eyes come to contact, and there it was, the answers to every love you have ever looked for, every mystery that ever baffled you, every story that did not have an ending, every theory science could not proof, every moment that leads to you being there that moment.
Then she passes and never turns back, neither do you, as the magic of something sacred that passed is followed by a must feel regret to be felt until the moment replicates itself in another existence.
others do it sitting in their dark room thinking about the world.
when you close your eyes and watch your past slips through quicker than a flash!
While i run after my thoughts
it’s the quickest way to get to places you once been