Thursday, December 10, 2015
Musings of Mine #4
Quote of the day:
Perhaps man has a hundred senses, and when he dies only the five senses that we know perish with him, and the other ninety-five remain alive.
1. A Million Exits
To dream of a faraway place where nothing matters. Only the beating of the heart. New emotions coming to life, old thoughts fading away like footprints in the rain. As we become dim, with time, and lose our illumination, perhaps dreaming will suffice. Love does not have to flee or be blind. A million exits, and the heart only seeks one each time.
To seek for something is to be free. The ladder of life goes both ways -ascending and descending. Our inner being drifts above and below. Love can annoy or satisfy, awaken or put you to sleep eternally. The beginning is the end. The end is the beginning. To dream of a faraway place where everything matters.
2. For All Its Worth
Opportunities don't often come along, but when they do -people will try to milk them for all their worth. And if its newsworthy, even better as a big scramble will ensue to see how far and how long the stories can be used. Opportunities come in different forms, and will always mean different things to different individuals.
You will always have people compare you to someone the know, or used to know. It's inevitable. There will always be someone out there with striking similarities to ours -appearance, mannerism and all. We can perceive the same with certain people. A resemblance that never ends.
Peace. Love. Light*
Current Listen: Coldplay -Adventure Of A Lifetime