A Journal of Sorts
"will these dreams still follow me out of dark obscurity? can't you see it up in the sky as it kicks you in the face and sucks you dry you never had the answers and now you tell me the facts of life i really couldn't be bothered with you get out of my face and watch me die burning inside! burning inside!" ~ Ministry ~ a journal is a living thing... it breathes, it has moods, it has good days and not so good days... some days it curses, some days it blesses, some days it's silent... but unlike us, the journal is not fixed in the now... a journal is a time traveller... today I am writing an entry for today, but also an entry for three months ago... for time passed in silence and now, I wish to fill that time... expand... and see what seeds were (and can be) planted... grow... the rain puts a the strain on the leaf but the leaf learns to bend as it absorbs the rain dropping off it through its rooted friend the process is so very simple connections are like wires through space and life is carried from one to the other storms don't disturb the gentle grace and the forest grows reaching for the sun drinking the rain creating an arboratorium where life puts on shows where darkness lives on look for me there when I appear gone |
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