How could i feel?
Please tell me that everything will be OK.
I want to be more sure that what i do and what i'll say can 'bedazzle' my dreams. I truely hope that in the future i can look back at this point in time and say "i was living and i was living with whats alive." What i mean is that i'd remember my memories, and percieve them to twist the future into whats best with my contentments. Our memories will technically never die... unless you forget. If you forget,its just like starting off at the last point you actually remembered. *traveling in space and time*
Here is my invisible memory...
"
My soft, bare feet are sinking. Deeper and deeper in to the massive layout of sand. Soon i can no longer see them. I wear only a bathing suit and a flowing skirt on this clear, sunny day. Its warm, but as soon as the chilled water reaches my feet it gave me a second thought about the sun. The gentle waves sway itself along, playing with the wind in a simple pattern. Thinning itself on the beach, getting closer to my feet, until it gathers itself into one again. Finally, I worked my feet out of its prison until they felt the wind introducing itself to them. Being intrigued by the water continuous motions, i took a step into it. Its liquid form took shape of my legs, until step by step it took form with my body.
Laying there, somehow i am laying on top of nothing (a nothing that has more power than we can imagine). Neither swimming or struggling. Just being craddled by this power itself. Finally i feel myself straying off from the world. Just until I decide to open my eyes. And i opened them just in time to be face to face with him... All around there is laughter
"
You can only imagine, but it is so clear in my mind.
I want to be more sure that what i do and what i'll say can 'bedazzle' my dreams. I truely hope that in the future i can look back at this point in time and say "i was living and i was living with whats alive." What i mean is that i'd remember my memories, and percieve them to twist the future into whats best with my contentments. Our memories will technically never die... unless you forget. If you forget,its just like starting off at the last point you actually remembered. *traveling in space and time*
Here is my invisible memory...
"
My soft, bare feet are sinking. Deeper and deeper in to the massive layout of sand. Soon i can no longer see them. I wear only a bathing suit and a flowing skirt on this clear, sunny day. Its warm, but as soon as the chilled water reaches my feet it gave me a second thought about the sun. The gentle waves sway itself along, playing with the wind in a simple pattern. Thinning itself on the beach, getting closer to my feet, until it gathers itself into one again. Finally, I worked my feet out of its prison until they felt the wind introducing itself to them. Being intrigued by the water continuous motions, i took a step into it. Its liquid form took shape of my legs, until step by step it took form with my body.
Laying there, somehow i am laying on top of nothing (a nothing that has more power than we can imagine). Neither swimming or struggling. Just being craddled by this power itself. Finally i feel myself straying off from the world. Just until I decide to open my eyes. And i opened them just in time to be face to face with him... All around there is laughter
"
You can only imagine, but it is so clear in my mind.