Brightening spirit within the dancing coloured lights when the words will not reveal their mystery in their memories of twinkling feelings
Wednesday, June 26, 2013
Reaching Out to the Rebel
Searching into my feeling, for the place where you now are. And who will direct my direction, and who will guide me to this place? And I am open to anywhere, and I am in movement, and slowly and carefully heading myself to you. And you are next to me, and yet I must find you, and the place that this life has taken you to be in. And I have been considering different realities, and what really is the truth of a person, and in particular, what is the truth of you? And if life is an illusion, then life is a deception, and the truth of a person will not be found there. I think I am searching for the reality of you, away from the things that you did and said. I hold you inside of me, and I will hold you inside of me, until I find you, and when I find you, I will forever hold you inside of me until we are one, and then we will be together again.
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