Stream of consciousness
Innocent boy meets complicated girl
Isolated together in the center of the world
As the necessity for walls and fixed ideologies were gone
Stream of Consciousness was the basis of their bond
She caught a glimpse of her own soul
Knowing it was not their moment to mold
He ignited the exploration of her emotions and true center
As she inspired and encouraged his need for worldly adventure
Care from one being to another without condition
Spiritual and emotional support stemming from a premonition
No justification or rationality was clear
Stream of Consciousness controlled that fear
They traveled apart but somehow grew eternally together
Developing their tastes, talents and memories without measure
Little did they know these elements were clues
That bonded them further experienced by few
A heart beat later she flew towards her intuition
Not knowing ancient dreams would come to fruition
As she slept his touch awoke the remembrance of the past
Stream of Consciousness is a bond so deep that it has last
Destiny, the language of God?s selection
Becoming fluent participants and benefiting from this election
Time is now measured with ?us? in the equation
Multiplying life?s gifts and subtle sensations
It is obvious there is no limit or end to our potential
No boundaries for our frequency levels is essential
I have -loved- you deeply in every dimension
As Stream of Consciousness inevitably led me in your direction
Impression remaining of the pelting caused by the piercing arrow
Rhythmic contractions resembling the very fundamentals of life
Encountering two mirrors of distinct hearts
Measure and duration of their beats dubiously apart
Meager illumination I only consider the shadows
Shadows of the opening to your essence using topography
He searches for legitimacy... One that language cannot provide
Slightly petrified of his incomprehensible findings I am
Refute is to contradict as reject is to deny
Apathy has been poured on his mind and chords
Disguised empathy sent by cupid himself
No regrets or remorse, only the tainting of pensiveness
That of which is scrupulously recalled
Secure in decisions followed by intuition
Insecure with the definite reasoning of his contributions
Awaiting the stability within myself
Until then, secret sentiments
The ticking clock I'm assured will be responsible for its downfall
My imagination blinded the concept: "marriage"
I was mistaken...
What's tangible.. is only substantial
No love except towards their singular connection of procreation
They were mistaken...
It's only substantial.. .what is tangible
Attempted protection until your eyes widen
It's effortless to shut them
It's the questions and reality which nearly rips them out
I did never blink
Profound wounds which heal, but eternally reopen
In disbelief of the facade you called life
The definition unclear, but its implication wrapped around me
in an ever frozen blanket.
The lesion has had no drip
In place an invisible bandage.
A bandage only I can remove.
Mental altercations occurring with no cease
Struggle between purity, veracity, convictions
Vast amount of demands, expectations, decisions
It's almost overwhelming
Should I close my lungs, await the passing?
Oxygen doesn't seem to be the cure
I've realized todays fragments I've endured
Yesterdays is distant and tomorrow's fragile
The thoughts ever changing yet constant
Concentrated distractions surrounding my every step
That step.... contains direction, an obscured infection
disease of the core, the soul, my very being
Grasping their significance in blend with my intentions
And still this expression shrouded amongs ambiguity
A repetition only diversely repeated within my duty
To revive and remind myself of the covert secrets
That marked my path.
My apologies for any trace of emotional discomfort
A girl being demanded of in quantities unsustainable
Especially from herself.
What is failure? What is success?
The desire for tomorrow, that is success.
Beyond that definition I confess
I've only discovered a juxtaposed mess.
The recipe to be in favor of tomorrow.....
A shared destiny
I hear and feel the scattering, the shattering, and joining ALL in ONE moment
Instability- my ongoing theme
I am surrounded
Piercing laughter coming towards me
From every direction as I begin my inspection
Stares, glares, misleading smiles and -lies-
being constantly shared.
What are they searching for?
I'm searching for a single breath
of truthfullness and exposure
Seeing beyond the surface
of what they've created for one another
I'm pondering: What constitutes their being?
I anticipate confessions,
That is where -my- approval can be found.
The longer I observe my surroundings
The more uncomfortable silences
among strangers becomes evident.
Continuous conversation, yet no fulfillment.
I am reminded of what is being sought:
Starving eyes for confessions
of others depressions
Security, that others confide in their false purity
Yet the unwillingness to unmask
The competition continues.
Behind their smiles?
A prism of refracted spectrums I'm certain
Confidence and faith can tear open this curtain
A need for protection for fear of rejection
I am -NOT- fooled
Innocence is inexistent
I still anticipate confessions
That is where my approval can be found.