Im quiet at most, but when im ready to open up i do. Social experiences are not what i once thought of them. I grow untethered to the world around me daily. Non dreamers don't spark an interedt to me, those living on the edge no longer my peers.
Have i outgrown the contemporary class that i was so accustomed to. Solitude is my happiness, silence is nutrition to my sanity. What once was a lifestyle is mo more. Darkness is my anticipation, the street lights beams of memory archives, street reflectors like the number of souls I've come across, they go on for as far as the eyes can see.
I seek refuge in the form of peacefulness, am i on the path to Buddha, where does the urge come from to embrace loneliness. They say you can talk to yourself just don't answer. 18 wheelers rumble past like tanks in Baghdad. The rear view mirror shows the past, the windshield makes way to the future. I am addicted to finding the end of every road!
That's amazing I love it. It's oh so true and deep. It's something I needed to see and read at this point in my life. Thank you for writing it and sharing it. Someone like myself can gain encouragement from it as long as we open our minds to the message in it. Thank you
ReplyDeleteThank you for taking the time to read it nadia.
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