first of all...the writing is very interesting and could best be described as "engaging." ..I can actually relate to it. ...so it's good. (to me at least).
second...you mentioned feeling like you had seen something before but then realizing that it was actually just something pure and "real." I find myself having this feeling when I look at a painting that holds a concept that is just so simple and pure that it seems like it's right in front of your face and "done before." ...but it's not. Like once I looked at this painting that had a beautifully crafted figure, and the figure turned into a waning candle at the top with a single flame...a powerful simple image. My first thought? "I've seen this before." ...but then I realize...no...no I haven't..it's just that good.
And also I love to stare and sort of soak in the world at times. There is more love inside it than we give it credit. The other night I couldn't sleep, simply because I was sick of the small space of my room and I wanted the infinity of the sky above me. And as I sat outside all I could do was say "love is here.." over and over and over..
phew thats a lot of thoughts but i haven't heard someone talk about something like this in a long time...and it's what I'm experiencing lately.
i like that you really understand the feeling i had, even if it isnt my writing that makes you understand. it just nice knowing you can relate. thanks for the feedback, etc. : )
second...you mentioned feeling like you had seen something before but then realizing that it was actually just something pure and "real." I find myself having this feeling when I look at a painting that holds a concept that is just so simple and pure that it seems like it's right in front of your face and "done before." ...but it's not. Like once I looked at this painting that had a beautifully crafted figure, and the figure turned into a waning candle at the top with a single flame...a powerful simple image. My first thought? "I've seen this before." ...but then I realize...no...no I haven't..it's just that good.
And also I love to stare and sort of soak in the world at times. There is more love inside it than we give it credit. The other night I couldn't sleep, simply because I was sick of the small space of my room and I wanted the infinity of the sky above me. And as I sat outside all I could do was say "love is here.." over and over and over..
phew thats a lot of thoughts but i haven't heard someone talk about something like this in a long time...and it's what I'm experiencing lately.
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