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Sociology > Depression |
| User: |
"SnowDragon" |
| Date: |
06 Oct 2006 07:49:45 AM |
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And in the mean time... |
I'm a pebble coasting from a mountain top. The stories I wish I could
remember so I could tell you, but the ocean's washed them all away as
soon as I've written them down in the sand for safekeeping. I think
this has the infintessimal essence of what's been forgotten, but
perhaps it's just the echo's and whispers of drift smoke of dreams that
pale with the dawn and the rise.
And in the meantime, the stars say *Hello*
The moment I died I was born and have been reliving the memory ever
since...
....this is just the cocoon in which I am experiencing it. and I am
grateful for this chance to dream awhile.
I am dreaming of every life I have ever lived and none of them has ever
ended- that at least I cannot say that they have been completed
in their entirety, merely a continuation of the process of the
rebirthing.
I wonder how I shall fare in the next cycle of moments
These eternal moments betweens the lives of stars, and the death of
suns with the roar of the waters in my ears, the sky blue scream of
life and I salute halleigh lu ya- hehe, for this second I am content in
the quantum foam and am drifting in the temporal spiral of tangents
Ohm how I wish I could finda pathway from this maze but what stars are
there to shine and guide a fool if not 3 wise, no?
Ah sigh, an inhalation and an exclamation- my breath it flows away
recedingly like a dream, how pleasant it will be when no breathing is
needed to see where you're going?and it's ok, I'm ok, you're ok, in the
reflections we're showing ,it's all ok, because it's coming back to me
now, coming to be now- we know, it's going to be ok lover, you'll be
able to sleep and rest and dream of those things you've always dreamed
in your sleep of love and home and places you'll roam from childhood
and the deep.A flame sparks the fire and tells of the way a light
shines in the dark
Starlight and sunlight it's only the distance of sky and my heart
inbetween I think it's quietly beating and for once, no longer screams.
I can tell you I've found some peace in the trees... in the eyes of
this mind the rivers run dry, but on the Isle of Tears, I weep.
but it's ok babe because we can all fly now. we're finally free. of the
gear and the coil.
Oh, if only you could know this flowing it's not's so bad the releasing
and the ghosting- I can drift perhaps run, maybe soar to the suns and
leap the meadow's brook bridge....
there's the rippling of Eternity wetting my feet, telling me she's
about to set sail- it's my ride to fly and I don't want to be late-
there's a good seat by the window- I can watch it go by or maybe
they'll cry, as I am waving from the front bow?
This ocean is vast and so much to explore, what an island I used to
live on. I want to see more and experience this world but for now I
just have to remember
to keep my head low and look up at the stars, a smile and a wink does
she know? I am waiting and embracing, no time for the wasting as soon
as we're ready we'll be off to the show!
So now I must sleep with secrets to keep, and snow in my heart for
awhile. The leaves they drift on with no place to creep in the rustling
way of their quin. And I smile sadly tonight because for the star's
delight I have missed this eon to go.
but next I'll be back and quanta won't lack for a place in the race for
a node to call home.
and please don't forget, when you've dreamt at night, that I have loved
you.
(... in the meantime while waiting, the stars say hello in the
dark....
.... good-bye in the sunrise. I'll see you again lover, tomorrow)
....I know, it's probably awful, but I'd like to contribute at least my
shortcomings if nothing else-lol.
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