Monday, October 24, 2011
In this dream, the only one who feels you is YOU, the only one who knows it's you is YOU, No other can see Your SELF... You are immense, a depth-less trench, and a pinch, You are a speck in the eye of the dream. You were once a being, You were once a raindrop, You were once a cold mountain, a sip of coffee, a scar, a photon of light, a cipher... You were once a naught , You were given a birth and you will be given a death! Nothing was yours, Nothing is taken from you, Only shuffled... Into different patterns, Nothing is produced, Only experienced , Creation is merely a placidity waiting to be heard by your self.
woven by rainboy at 10/24/2011 07:32:00 PM