Unknown parameters are the most exciting thing to ever inhabit my mind. Parts of conversations of strangers, someone deep in chant far away, music mixed with the passing cars, the smells captured on the breeze of a green valley afternoon and then gone. These are the bits of life that I take up, that I call my home. Small shadows changing subtly in the falling light, out of sight, built to withstand the blight of the lone mind, clinging to the idea of an expanding love found only within this ribcage, filling in all the gaps that have made there way deep into the failing body.
Harassing harrowed individuals in dissolving hallways won't help anyone feel better about the ascending pink moon. Hurried strangers risk losing lifetimes of interaction by not looking in the eyes of those they past. All moments are held in the blinks of all of our eyes, creating the new heart, those that dare to remain aware the whole way through. Every moment open to a new way of understanding if you just know the faith that only your deepest strings vibrate from. How to tell others to abandoned concocted images of fake devotion to convoluted harbingers of consumer destruction. How to tell myself to always walk the natural way no matter how thin and ephemerally the energy inhabits you.
The face becoming so small and animal like you want to cheer finally after years of solemn irrigations. Know the strength you have given everything to achieve. Know that the possible intended pathways are infinitely open. Decide well, and place the pieces appropriately. No longer ciphered encryptions necessary to conceal the burning sight of the moment maker ascending the hillside.
Harassing harrowed individuals in dissolving hallways won't help anyone feel better about the ascending pink moon. Hurried strangers risk losing lifetimes of interaction by not looking in the eyes of those they past. All moments are held in the blinks of all of our eyes, creating the new heart, those that dare to remain aware the whole way through. Every moment open to a new way of understanding if you just know the faith that only your deepest strings vibrate from. How to tell others to abandoned concocted images of fake devotion to convoluted harbingers of consumer destruction. How to tell myself to always walk the natural way no matter how thin and ephemerally the energy inhabits you.
The face becoming so small and animal like you want to cheer finally after years of solemn irrigations. Know the strength you have given everything to achieve. Know that the possible intended pathways are infinitely open. Decide well, and place the pieces appropriately. No longer ciphered encryptions necessary to conceal the burning sight of the moment maker ascending the hillside.
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