''Disconnecting hearts and reverence denied. We are justified only through our dreams where we sleep soundly among the many broken and lost before us.''
Monday, February 9, 2009
I've read my other posts over numerous times and feel that they do not advocate me in any way, except for a particular feeling or thought at the time which will undoubtedly be lost later down the line. I'd love to be able to completely sum myself up in a few short words just so I could feel understood effortlessly, by absolutely anyone, without any drawbacks. My thoughts, feelings and belief system are nothing more than a particle of dust, drifting along the surface, astray. I'll sometimes think about how many lives actually exist in the world and I ask myself how many of those lives will be something different. What will be unique about your existence, and what will not? I conclude that my life will leave a very small mark on the world and I am okay with this. My footprint will remain an accompanying bystander to that of the giant that is the world in which I am a part of. All the while I do not feel a part of this world in any way. I like to look at this as a realistic philosophical standpoint rather than a pessimistic one. It's interesting to think about how something as simple as a leaf or the captivity of the moonlight can influence so much of my thoughts and what emotions can be brought out from within me because of it. I see hints of other worlds in the reflections of a crystal lake. Mountain top silhouettes, serrated skyline. I believe in other worlds. I believe in life unknown to us. I believe in love, in compassion, and an honest nature. I believe that death is merely a departure and the start to something new and something beautiful. I do not fear the end and I certainly do not fear what lies beyond our knowledge. Vast and perpetuating. A mind wanders, fields, paths. Erosion. Decay. Rebirth.
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