Wednesday, July 9, 2014

WINTER WONDERING

TRAVEL ALWAYS BE WITHIN THE SOUL, I LOVE THE GATHERING OF STUFF.  THERE IS A CERTAIN POETRY OF THE SIMPLICITY OF EVERYDAY.  WHY IS IT THAT THE SMARTEST PEOPLE HAVE SAD LIVES.  YOU DON'T GET ALL THE GIFTS, IF THERE WAS THE POSSIBILITY OF CREATING A LIFE THAT INCLUDES AN EASY TRANSITION,  IT WON'T BE HERE.   THE MEMORY ABSENT IS DEATH.  IMAGINATIVE WRITING IS A SELF SUFFICIENT PURSUIT, WE CAN FIGURE OUT WHO WE ARE BASED ON A FEW FAMILIAR THEMES THAT RESONATE FOR ALL, LOVE, LOSS, ALL WRAPPED UP IN A TIDY BALL.  NOT SELF INVOLVED,  AS WE WOULD HAVE TO HAVE BEEN BELIEVED. IF THE TREPIDATION, DO I HAVE ANYTHING TO SAY, DIFFERENT FROM EVERYONE ELSE?   DOES ANYONE CARE?  MY POINT OF VIEW IS PARAMOUNT TO ME.   DOES ANYONE SHARE IT?   THINK OF THE MOMENTUM OF MOVING HEAVEN AND EARTH TO COMPLETELY GIVE OF YOURSELF, INTIMACY, SHARING FEELINGS. 

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