there's a wave length in the air, no, not the air but something else i can't quite place it
like a tiny flavor so far on the tip of my tongue i can barely taste it but its there.
something is coming.
if my finger tips could sense it they'd shiver shake and eventually explode with the sensation
i have no way of shaping it into something i can recognize not with so little known and so many restraints from accessing that realm
i feel like the sudden alerted prey with instinct twitching the ears and shivering each hair on end and
with logic in my eyes i scan the field around me, i see and hear nothing and return humbly to my day just slightly more sensitive.
I looked, i tried the cards, the i ching nothing..
i searched to find what this is. and find empty echoes
in the back of my eyes somewhere not between the ruffled pages of my mind,
in the place where the brain is silent and tamed to non-existence, are acres upon acres of vast individual reflective puddles, each simultaneously displaying different images, and spectrum's of meaning. these spectrum's dont come from the same realms as our ideas or thought or our soul. They caress and flow like mercury but work like a system of veins or willows with the layered consistency of atoms. there isn't any kind of sense that could translate and simplify them. Its like asking a rain drop to understand all of humanity and apply it in the way it falls on a daily basis and then translate it back to the sky. one of these puddles melted with others and became the same as it was but louder, i don't understand. Maybe this is insanity.
maybe this is nothing
yea lets leave it at that
leave it as a blip,
leave it as a cataclysmic misunderstanding
left to be insignificant
something is coming?
a storm perhaps?
paranoia perhaps?
stay steady and sway even
 Arayza · Sat Mar 20, 2010 @ 11:00am · 0 Comments |
