Shining brightly, the circle in the sky warms my cold feet. Too cold, too cold, is what those in black and old gold say, but this cold is repairable only by waiting. Watching nature watch me leaves me mesmerized and wanting more. Flying by the fall hued backdrop of travel, grumbling through back streets and alleyways - my mind is lost in mismatched thought.
Coming and going are the same at times, looking forward to the brick wall presented in front of me. Do I climb it, bust through it, build a house next to it, coat it with beautifully painted remnants of love, turn my back to it and walk away, walk along the wall until it ends and I forget where I am going, use it as endless paper and write my innermost desires and wishes, hopes and fears? Pretend it is not there?
At times healing means erasing, but most times it involves suppression. The enveloping and storage of delicate memories, feelings, experiences can make profound difference within and indifference without. Joining the inner with the outer while valuing the balance and importance of both is taxing on the body and the mind. The heart however, as delicate and strong as we make it, can at times: have all control - provide limitations - give jurisdiction - provide insight - and reveal what was thought to be hidden or forgotten.
Maybe healing isn't an option...maybe all that exists or is absent from us regarding love and our capacity or inability to do so makes us who we are. We shouldn't resolve to missing out on the joy of life, the joy of connections that run deeper than deep and are closer than close, the joy of love that is both genuine and true, the joy of loss and heartbreak that brings solace in knowing that you cannot control anything or anyone but yourself...
There is no 'app' for that, no app for life, for love, for healing, for direction, for change, for growth. We must APPly ourselves instead to reflection and be active in what happens to us, in order to improve our connections and interactions with the world and people around us in a positive way.
There's an app for that! ...Right?
Tuesday, October 20, 2009Posted by Esoteric Prose at 10/20/2009 12:48:00 PM
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