Well!
its been a month or so since i last updated this thing so i figured eh what the hell, its 1:30 and i cant fall asleep, might as well.
I haven't written anything in a while. I think i will now.
Contemplations In the Garden
we take refuge under the freckled shade of a familiar sap
and as we sit together, i find my self counting the hours before my departure.
I hate to leave this spirit.
All time stops in the garden, the modern age soon leaves our eyes and before us lies an age of true beauty and wonder. Still, stranger thoughts are conjured in my mind, This is not the first instance.
Three ethereal body's appear: Past, Present, and Future dissolve from view only to appear again within you and i ask my self, are we all One?
I haven't written anything in a while. I think i will now.
Contemplations In the Garden
we take refuge under the freckled shade of a familiar sap
and as we sit together, i find my self counting the hours before my departure.
I hate to leave this spirit.
All time stops in the garden, the modern age soon leaves our eyes and before us lies an age of true beauty and wonder. Still, stranger thoughts are conjured in my mind, This is not the first instance.
Three ethereal body's appear: Past, Present, and Future dissolve from view only to appear again within you and i ask my self, are we all One?