Some nights I turn off all the nights in my home. Ill open my sliding balcony door to let the cool air in, close my eyes and listen to the sounds of the endless city. Once I feel like I have a good grasp on the flow of energy around me, I sing. What I sing, changes from time to time, and even from minute to minute. Most of the time, they arent even real words leaving my mouth, just sounds. I dont really ask myself why Im singing a song with no real definitive words, rather just a random assortment of sounds, but I dont, because it just feels right. And there is no reason to question the motives of things that just feel right. Believe it or not, ive sung one assortment of sounds in such a way that I now have that song memorized in my head; a song that is made up of no real words. But the song is beautiful nevertheless, ill sing it to you one day, if you’d like.
My “chi” is never neutral. There are days I wake up happy, and there are days I wake up sad. There are days I wake up confused, then there are those days that I wake up mad. Not the anger type of mad, more like the insane asylum bound type. Ive sat in my bed looking around at my room, and tried to convince myself that this is real life, then slapped my self and exclaimed, “Dont be silly. This reality is less real then the dream I just had.” Maybe reality isnt really a reality, rather just a word we made up so that we could define it as something and not have to think too much deeper into it. “it makes enough sense, and so it goes.”
If I was a doctor, I would prescribe everyone a dose of insanity. Take it twice a day, but please not while driving. What if trees could talk? What if long time ago, all trees talked and communicated, much the same way we think we do. What if one day, a man became jealous of these friendly chatterboxes of trees, so he devised a devious plan. So, this jealous man went up to the trees, and convinced them they were insane. “You cant talk! You are but trees! Trees arent suppose to talk! You MUST be insane!” What if all the trees, being the logical thinking creatures that they are, took this mans words to heart? “Oh well, we cant be insane! Insanity is but an evil!” So they decided from that point on, to not look insane to the rest of the world, they would live out the rest of eternity in silence. “No one will think we are insane then” they deduced.
Music Music Music. You patch up my heart with your melodies and rythem. There isnt a day alive that cant be made anew with the right song, or background sounds.
I think we could all learn a lesson of facing fears from a rain drop. They take an immense amount of pressure and good luck to even come to be. From there on out, they must say goodbye to all their friends to take the journey to earth alone, with the promise that one day they might again meet their family and friends in a gentle stream or a ravashing ocean. So they jump off the cloud, lonely and cold, almost frozen in fear(haha, get it? Cuz they usually start out as ice or snow!) then take the plunge into the world below, unaware of how fast they will go, how far they will make it, or even if they will make it at all. And what await for them, at the end of their journey? SPLAT, a fucking pavement. That isnt even the end, it might as well be the beginning of their journey. They dont ask questions, they dont point blame, they just do. The next time Im afraid of the girl across the table, or the day that lays ahead, or the journey that isnt written, Ill take out a glass of water, and pour it on the ground.
I fucking LOVE you. I have a hard time holding in my emotions. Not for any outside reason, rather that I feel like emotions are lonely if kept inside. I hugged a man on the street the other day because I really really liked his hat. I told him that I loved it, and loved him for wearing it out for me to see it. I swear I heard someone whisper that I didnt know the meaning of the word love, if I went around throwing it out there so easily. I giggled in my head, and acknowledged to myself that I probably didnt, but enjoyed its feeling still the same. I turned around to the whisperers and told them I loved them too, and went on my merry way.
There was no purpose to this writing. I felt like it just needed to happen, and so it did. Thank you for stopping by to take a look at a mind that is occasionally occupied. I hope you enjoyed your stay, and dont forget to check out the gift shop near the front exit.
If a bear is alone in the woods and farts, does it still smell?
@rickyferdon, haha thanks man. Thanks for reading. But I must ask you…you are the third person this week thats told me something along the lines of, “you have gotten here” and I am just wondering what you mean by that? Thanks again man.
I think I know what you mean. :)
“Reality is the leading cause of stress amongst those in touch with it.” -Jane Wagner
@beyond, I believe you do know what I mean. Glad we can both occasionally occupy our minds.
@splashartist, I very much like that sentence. It reminds me of a stgory from hitchhikers guide to the galaxy, in which an alien had locked himself inside of his house. When people asked him how he could enjoy being locked inside of it, he said, “Are you crazy? Im not on the inside, you guys are. You are locked inside of that world out there. In here, I am free.” Kind of how I feel. When I look at the world around, I feel like they are trapped in all sorts of ways. But my mind, it roams free, on the inside, which it considers the outside.
Or something like that.
@yoinkie, I can feel your energy across the screen. Where did you go? Really, your life force is such an inexplicable vibration of beautiful!
Thank you for connecting, your presence is YOU. It doesn’t get any better than that.
By the way, I just so happened to be listening to Slow & Steady by Of Monsters and Men. Its accompaniment with your words elevated the feeling of awe. Really, awe…
@selina, ahh, that was such a beautiful message. You sure know how to make people feel really great! A greatt song choice! I cant remember what I had playing when I wrote this, but everything ive ever written, I have had music playing in my ear while doing so. Music and written words just go so perfectly together. If I ever come across an article or something interesting to read, I pop on my headphones and get ready for the ride. Anyways, how are you? Its been a while since I heard about you!
@psmayen1013, haha, id love to sing it to you! Its a whole bunch of sounds that are just fun to say, all put together in odd ways that just seem to fit in my mind.
@yoinkie, Awe, they are only said from my truth. I try to be as genuine as humanly possible when recognizing qualities that are genuine themselves. :)
That is the kind of attention we need to put our energy into; recognizing and complimenting.
Ah…I’m glad you enjoyed the song! It happened to be playing when I was reading your post. I know exactly what you mean, music elevates all inspiration. It makes diving into that surreal world much easier aye?
I’ve been quite amazing lately considering how I’ve begun journeying into a new phase of my life. I’m so fortunate…
How about yourself? It seems as though all is on the upward direction. :)