Tuesday, August 20, 2013

The Underneath

The gear turns, but no one is there to answer its plead. Its complexity drives even the most imaginative away. The very machines fix themselves, and the basics are never established anymore. When we understand from the smallest up, the mediums of time and effort will exist, but only in mentality. Everything would have a personal level: to find, to seek. We would see how ideas flit from our flightless minds into the woes of reality. But as we are, our hopes and dreams are crushed due to the fear of others learning something new, and we head back to the real, or what we think is. As we are- we cannot understand, but the whole purpose is to. We go blindly leading in the steps that bind us to this earth. Will you be the first of many to fly above?

There is always something to learn. Never forget that.

Our desert (haiku)

I look through photos Our life through the four seasons Back through the old ones.  Blossoming in spring With all the diverse flowers ...