ST213 ... I am not growing

Across this land of no horizons.

I see the trees swaying in the wind. I move with them - within, but i am not growing. The sun light glistens across the land - i am still, watching. I have nothing to say, thoughts weave thru this simple breeze and pass upon my open mind like love does across an open field and disappears.

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I am not growing, i am seeing. Memorized imagination entangles into a mythical self i call i - in constant motion as waves upon a shore line, i am, i am not.

In a time of lost dreams where memories flow, i stood for one long moment and watched your suffering soul. I cried out for you to absent ears as i watched you fade thru the dying years.

None of this matters anymore as it once did. Life time existence perceptions go, down the waters where dreams flow. I have nothing left of you or me, down this way away from misery.

I fell out into the streets of metaphors and splintered time. A man with an axe eyeing a tree, a space craft zooming out of a 55 tv b/w, a series of slogans tearing thru minds from subway stop murals, ‘everything is great’ and then…. all stopped.

I was back here on a road, fingers scratching across flat plastic letters and surreal sounds silently scraping the insides of my mind searching for a form to be…. and there - another memory made of broken air and nothingness, curved roads, mountain views and escapes that led nowhere down fantasies fading blurring my eyes, i stood, still, alone, in one, with all.

Shook that off, headed out for real adventure. Met you, in them, that didn’t work well - slid off to an end, quick. Then, this, this understanding, this beautiful blank awareness.

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