Literature

I guess its the difference between writing and writing literature. Anyone can write, most people do, or many people do, but to write literature, is to let the soul take over, it is not about writing for a reason, or a cause, it is about writing for the soul.

Journey

The Gentry walk their path incongruous to the peasants, they walk a separate way, and the sky is full of grey and blue, and sometimes there is sun and sometimes there is dark. Truth escapes the confusion, it will not be subdued, it rises, and all that it needs is to be sought, and it is there, right there in the thought, right there in personal belief. And sometimes, there is warmth, and sometimes there is the cold of indifference, and sometimes nature is unjust and some other times it is an embrace, and sometimes nature is unjust in the same place over and over, and it provokes question, a question that cannot find an answer, and the sky is filled with the wonderment of the questioner, and it stands still, although there is change in its motion, but yet it refuses and it contains just itself, and then it is all left to the place of dream, of a place of feeling, of a certain place of mind, that knows more than the thinking mind, and this knowing, is not of thought, and this knowing is just feeling given by a certain kind of spirit, soul. Eyes engage, they have recognised the search, and are tacitly complicit, they do not blink nor yet wink, but they come on board, and on the ship that they are on, is the oneness of the crew, and they walk in the same direction of search, of moving to the goal, and life is on edge, cornered, unsuspecting, until it too recognises, this search as being a closer part of itself, there is magic in the eyes, and there is beauty in the magic within the eyes, and there is love on the journey, and it will guide and it will steer to the place of truth. And truth is where the arrow seeks to land, because it knows that this is the place of, insight, and this insight is the one of generous friendship and love, and of kindness and it creates a love and a warmth and an understanding. And today is exactly today, and the moment of this today, is exactly this moment of this today, and the now of this now, is only of this now, and peace has arrived and the world is easy.