| Time flows father time knows farther it grows sequencial rows moments pass looking glass mother destiny,s laugh for fates they graph time flows staring through windows watching paint dry hearing world cry flowing time window to ryme dry paint watches crying worlds Captivated in a single moment is a cherishable gem that supercedes all time.This multi faceted rock of ages is called experience.Experiencing an elephant shrew in the wild deserts of Namibia eating from your hand,for it knows not to fear man.Coming home to a lit bed room,a note that says i love you and there is a sandwhich in the fridge son,lets me know a mothers majestic beauty...ahh to captivate this in a bottle.3am at the out house,after being told about wild baboons,Da and friend scare the shit outa us by jumping us in the dark..we laughed for years and still do...who says white men cant jump....my first real scare..better yet conquering it years later. Walking around this zoo of life are billions of people with experiences good and bad,the Creator was impish when He gave us such a short life span.Within the safety of writing one can chronicle all without fear of discovery...the true discovery is that there is nothing to fear...the truth will set you free..experience good and bad if combined with an honest desire to seek penance will result in the ultimate experience called gratitude..gratitude that you are alive regardless of the circumstances,to feel truelly alive is kinda like the matrix..just an oppinion..This diamond call life is rough,it is beautiful..you are beautiful..the whole fricking planet is beautiful.Can you sense the rain,do you feel anothers aura,can you sense destiny and when you think youve found it sift through what is your own desire and Gods. Its all about the kids..the little ones..the free pure and young little punks that vex our restricted,society confined minds.rules are good..only certain ones..like dont be an asshole<<<golden rule..and if you are which ineviatably happens to all of us..just say yer sorry,sincerely and pout like me son does..its a beautiful thing to see..a manipulation of feel sorry for me i feel bad..God i love me boy...I hope i show him the facets i saw as a child..MINUS A FEW The moment of a single experience can carve a ravine in the soul..two factors,perception and the action of the moment will determine the beauty or tragedy of the moment..living a good choice filled life is hard,assertaining how some one will accept an action,based on individuality is indeed an art that cannot be perfected...motivation must be the key here...if the perception of a well motivated action is seen poorly due to a flawed perception...the burden does not rest on you..however the responsibility of trying to correct the mis-communication if the recepiant is willing would fall onto your hands...shite i need to get this philosophy checked eh,correct thought process,s into discovering the least damage control method in social communication is mind boggling. |
