Reminds me of when I was in love with a beautiful part of myself, I let that aspect drift to see what would transpire, and it leaves intense desire. You ever feel like you share a thread with those who you kept close to your heart despite being apart? You can feel their vibrations within your core, you know when they are aching or soaring galore. You are feeling a void, but can not say the words to understand the time and how you used it. Clarity within the moments shared sustain me. I imagine this existence as a bubble, and these bubbles are in motion, constantly floating in a pool of other suds, rubbing, touching- influencing one another until it arrives where it is to be, and then, it is. It had its existence, but what did it experience? How did the movements influence its movements? That is what matters, taking the moments you encounter and pondering what it is they are teaching you..
Posted on: Fri, 22 Aug 2014 05:32:56 +0000
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