Suddenly you get
completely disconnected from people. Felling you don't belong
to the place. Everyone is acting, pretending to be someone they don't even know it's not
true. Don't like the changes. Anger. Knowing
exactly how they act. Not able to be quiet or talk. Discernment, insight,
judgment. Comes back a fear, as something from past would return and make you
crow again. You only have the present. Could we live without any memory or gain
we experienced? Didn't mean
to possess anything, but when you treat it so right and the source starts to be
enjoyed, taken from you, becomes hard to share, although it was in your
discourse. The words without passing throughout the intellect. Body talks.
Banal things to do not allowing hearing your self-screaming.
Somewhere I can run to ride. Where I can transcend the matter, turning emotions
and thoughts, mental body into light. Can be big and small. With no gravity.
Full of emptiness. My
ambition is to become fearless.
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