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By perception Date: 2007 Feb 19 Comment on this Work [[2007.02.19.21.05.32491]] |
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My perceptions have altered now... as i observe each light in my brain. How can the impact of life have such a strange maze twirl curl on me. Realize it is not exactly a question now -- just a pause. Whoever you are, whoever you have ever been, only my perception created the false connection to me. There aren't any doubts now, nor any illusions. It's all a matter of perception. I can write about your ghost, about my perceptions, dreams, fictions, storytales and streams of running waters through mountains and highest peaks, but alas, writing does not make it real -- and be certain now, it is not meant to be. My words are meant to stay forgotten and know that this is where my happiness is greatest -- in silence between my thoughts and my words. What are my expectations? I don't have any. None, nada. I don't expect your heart, your love, your memory -- nothing at all. I may never return, dearest thoughts, or I may... I can not predict the next moments or days. Either way dear thoughts, know that if you don't return it is because you knew from the beginning the secret: you will never reincarnate again. this is the last life, there isn't much room in the mortal world for your disconnected connections. yes, dear thoughts, you remain alone to never pass on because your seeds are not meant to be born. |