As I inhaled, the air swam into my lungs filling the spaces beside my heart. It made me feel lighter, almost free. Like petals falling off of a flower, letting go of the bud they once held onto.
I realized there are two worlds out here. The one we look at, eyes wide open. But there is a whole underground tunnel when you close your eyes. Inside your mind. It will guide you to places where colors can fly, where sky hangs in shades of pink, and people are not people. But rather floating, glittering miracles sitting in a light you can't find in reality. To get here you must be connected. You must believe. There is a gateway from the crown-at the top- of your head which extends into the Universe. Grab my hand, I'll take you.
This is no Peter Pan story, where a boy filled with dreams will come through your window and take you to Neverland. But I imagine that story could have came from the same place I'm talking about. Maybe I should ask the author.
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Tuesday, February 19, 2013
Friday, May 6, 2011
Off The Map
This world was indeed far beyond our own.
A place of a whole other entity.
Outside of our nature and belonging.
Forests of purple and skies painted in multi colour.
Rage exhausted to it's retire.
An enchantment of graceful secrets.
A hiding no one ever knew.
We have never been told.
We can join winged creatures and soar without harm,
We can breathe without concern.
Illness is extinct.
Trees immortal.
Maybe it was only in an exuberant mind.
"It is time to wake up," that is the last I can remember.
A place of a whole other entity.
Outside of our nature and belonging.
Forests of purple and skies painted in multi colour.
Rage exhausted to it's retire.
An enchantment of graceful secrets.
A hiding no one ever knew.
We have never been told.
We can join winged creatures and soar without harm,
We can breathe without concern.
Illness is extinct.
Trees immortal.
Maybe it was only in an exuberant mind.
"It is time to wake up," that is the last I can remember.
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