Once, I was lost in it. It was not a pit of despair, nor a deafening place filled with silent cries, but rather peaceful and beautiful. Although lonely, I never needed nor did I want. I just was. My entire reality simply was to exist amidst the bones and the breeze, only hearing the voice of the waves and influenced only by the intuition of a bird. With no desires, it is easy to live and to live is easy with no desires.
Thank you very much. Alright, I shall do that so there is no questioning. I just felt a bit awkward about putting -Julie Gomez or j.marie, or -me at the end of it, you know?
I have considerable thoughts amidst perpetual trains of brainless banter, a decent grasp on words between internet slang and profanity, and quite the imagination contained in a brain consumed with logic.
“We do not grow absolutely, chronologically. We grow sometimes in one dimension, and not in another; unevenly. We grow partially. We are relative. We are mature in one realm, childish in another. The past, present, and future mingle and pull us backward, forward, or fix us in the present. We are made up of layers, cells, constellations.”
i like the picture choices :) and the words at the start.
ReplyDeletethis really is beautiful. i hope there will be more like this in the future!
ReplyDeleteWhere did you steal that from?
ReplyDeleteI wrote it, Brand. Thanks.
ReplyDeleteI'm quite impressed. Keep that up.
ReplyDeleteThat is some really amazing prose. You should put your name or whatever after it so we will know that it's yours.
ReplyDeleteThank you very much. Alright, I shall do that so there is no questioning. I just felt a bit awkward about putting -Julie Gomez or j.marie, or -me at the end of it, you know?
ReplyDeletecreepy..but good.
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nice blog <3
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Oh, great post!! This is very impressing and the photos are great though they're kind of creepy. he he ;)
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