in my mind

A character in this reality, each of us is a character in each episode. Everyone else is watching in another reality. Who is to say what is known? What if all that is known is just perceived? Everything we know is almost everything that we have been told. If our ancestors figured their own truths, why are we not looking for our own?

-in my mind

Monday, September 9, 2013

You can Find ME

You can find me!

Cold water to damp the cloth
Cold brick
In a blackened forest
Hum sounds, reap from your throat
Vibrant, the raindrops
Vibrating objects that are landed on
In your bluish hands
Stay and find me

Find me in the green color leaf
that will be cut, struck, or eaten

Find me in the drop
that falls, rolls, and puddles

© EOU 2013

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Some stories are fabricated, some stories are imaginative, some stories are not your own, and some are factual, but all are stories that is an individuals and he must share so that he feels the world part of him, not just him part of the world