Monday, October 31, 2005
FLY,You Fools!
You ever felt that sometimes,you have so many thoughts racing through your head that it seems that you're trying to squeeze them through one of those cocktail measuring things they use to measure the amount of syrup for your blueberry milk tea in a bubble tea shop?Yeah.Oh,no,not just many different thoughts.The same thoughts seen in different facets,from different view points,from differing perceptions.Like a cube,that's rotating in mid-air,only,it's not a cube,but something with way many sides.You ever felt that sometimes there are thoughts you just can't control?Spoken within your ear to cause doubt,spreading it's seeds through your mind,making you worry?Taking away time that you want to spend with your other thoughts?Thoughts that you know in your heart, are pure and true?Like a veil.A flimsy piece of cloth dangling before you.A cloth that can speak,jeering you,hanging just before the oasis of good.What to do with this cloth?It's so thin,so false.You know it's not true,yet it never allows you peace?What to do?Rip it away,rip it apart.Such lies,disallow them footholds in your mind.Worry,Doubt.Kick them away,and believe in what you know is truth.Believe.Sometimes,they mingle with the truth,seeming to become one.Seeming.Fog,seeming neither to be air nor water.Seeming.Yet we know it's true nature.It is water,claiming to be air!It is water,pure and simple.Thus,lies will always be lies,and truth will always be truth.Do not deny yourself the right of truth.The right of Freedom of thought.They may mingle,but they can NEVER be one.Do not worry.All will be set right.Insecurities will plague your mind.Brush them aside.You are your master,master of your thoughts.Destroy those lies.Zap.Blow them to smithereens.Live life the way YOU WANT TO.Live life without doubt and worry.Live,LIFE.
This happens if you think too much.You reach a cliff.Now,the test.FLY.Everyone can.Fly.
"KABOOM!!!"-Me getting rid of an annoying thought.
Happy halloween by the way.With the bats and witches and the trick or treats.
.PROFILE
Paul Victor
The crazy,wild,caged and hating it world of a dreamer stuck in a steel grey world.
Born Dreaming,So the doctor had to slap me a few extra times.
.WHISPERS
.OLD MUSINGS
.GLADES
.CREDITS
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