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"they don't know they're dead
  they're everywhere...
they only see
what they want to see"


~ Cole, The Sixth Sense ~



  and that's life, huh...

so how do we know who the living truly are?... is there a look in the eyes?... or something in the way they move?... or only something another living being can sense?... all the tired horses in the sun, how'm I s'posed to get any riding done...

the deeper brew bubbles closer to the surface, but still remains silent most of the time... safer space... but more, more time to digest and resolve and release... the depths are where we live, truly, without the masks we wear for daily life... where feelings are real and we dare touch the dreams and desires and wounds... the successes and failures, the trusts and betrayals, the highest and the depths of the emotional experience we call life... it is an individual experience only one can know completely... but we can strive to share it all once we've made peace with it...

of course we can strive to share it all before then if we dare play with dynamite J

on a serious note, it is that share experience beyond trust where a leap of blind faith is required... few dare go there even when they think they do... and that is the fuse for the dynamite, fooling one's self...

we all do, as no one is perfect... I hope to find one who strives not to with every fiber in their being... somewhere... someone must understand what I mean... hopefully many do, or loneliness will be the only experience life has to offer... and I don't wish to believe that, so the search continues...



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