You don’t know it, but
Sometimes, I go to a hill that overlooks
the landscape’s mask of city lights
For a sip of momentary grace.
On this brink of everything I know, I can gain
An eyeful of the lost Atlantis in the human soul,
And a breath that fills my lungs with the air between two stars.
If right now, you
Were to capture this elation
In the framework of your mind,
Or find transcendence through these words,
Then at most you would know
Nothing
Of the beauty your existence throws to me.
For mine is a love no experience,
No thought, no measure, no words
Could ever degrade into reality by virtue of degree.
Thunder
The world's drumbeat.
Striking fear into your frozen body, while your heart pounds uncontrollably and the thoughts race.
The tension forces your mind into a narrow pathway between the norm and the magnificent.
It keeps you alert, all the while wishing you into a corner of a different time.
The deadly flashes of lightning reflect throughout your world, everything about it makes you feel so small.
Then, in a blink of an eye, it all disappears as if you dreamed a nightmare.
Was it real?
You open your eyes for what feels like the first time and clarity awakens your soul.
Every sense feels raw....
Every Lie unraveled....
Every clock ticks a new era....
Suddenly, you stand taller and breathe deeper.
For just a brief moment, the tightrope you walk daily between the past and future, fantasy and reality, no longer exists.
*You've made it through the storm*
The hunger for life begins again.
You're more alive then you've ever been.
"Nothing in this wicked world lasts forever, not even our troubles."
~Charlie Chaplin
*People trust me, no matter who they are. They trust me to write their deepest secrets of their darkest souls. I sign the dotted line, in which alters the course of their lives forever. I am necessary for those who want to get their struggled ideas across in a permanent manner. I assist alongside the writings in the chapters of stories, with ranges of emotion from Heartbreak and Murder to family and desire. I join the path in creating the mistakes, not just solving them. I have the ability to form the bridge in what hurts people's feelings and destroys their lives in ways they never thought possible...but I cannot help this. For I write the words of a perfect stranger and step the stones into different worlds made up entirely of their own. Everyday is an adventure, the blanket of white beneath me my dance floor, as I move about filling them with thoughts. I am something unique in disguise. I can be whoever the hands I'm in chooses. I have the ability to be your very best friend or your worst enemy. In essence...I am the extension of your mind.*
"The more things change, the more they stay the same. I'm not sure who the first person was who said that. Probably Shakespeare. Maybe Sting. But at the moment it's the sentence that best explains my tragic flaw....My inability to change.
I don't think I'm alone in this. The more I get to know other people the more I realize it's kind of everyone's flaw. Staying exactly the same, for as long as possible. Standing perfectly still, it feels better somehow. And if you are suffering, at least the pain is familiar.
Because if you took that leap of faith, went outside the box, did something unexpected, who knows that other pain might be waiting out there? Chances are it could be even worse.
So you maintain the status quo, choose the road already traveled and it doesn't seem that bad, not as far as flaws go. You're not a drug addict, you're not killing anyone... except maybe yourself a little.
When we finally do change, I don't think it happens like an earthquake or an explosion or all of a sudden we're like this different person. I think it's smaller than that. the kind of thing that most people wouldn't even notice unless they were looking really really close, which thank god they never do.
But YOU notice it. Inside of you that change feels like a world of difference and you hope that it is. That this is the person you get to be forever. That you'll never have to change again."
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