NOT MANY KNOW OF THE SECRET....
BUT SOME OF US DO.
THERE ARE SOME WHO APPEAR TO KNOW BUT HAVE LOST IT'S TRUE MEANING AND ARE ONLY SHADOWS
THE SECRET SO COMPLEX THAT IT COULD TAKE A LIFETIME TO UNDERSTAND
AND YET SO SIMPLE THAT EACH MOMENT CARRIES THE WHOLE OF IT'S DISCOVERY
UNFORTUNATELY, IT'S NOT SOMETHING WHICH CAN BE TOLD....
IT MUST BE EXPERIENCED.
AN EPIPHANY THAT WILL BRING GREAT FORTUNE AND INFINITY....
WE ARE KEEPERS OF THE SECRET....
AND THESE ARE THE CLUES....
The snowflake woke on a sunny day as it fell to the bed where the flower lay. Thinking to it self and mumbling out loud was over heard by the sun as it passed behind a cloud. Being a bright one the sun figured out a plan to unite the flower and snowflake again. Laughing blissful to be doing such a thing. Though it be rare It is sure to be an early spring. For the sun has always loved the moon. Each night sending on a beam that they would be together soon. The moon awaiting the suns gentle kiss. Hand in hand, lips to lips. The stars look on.... to their eclipse
i have infiltrated their psyche and am attempting to upload my last effort for mass awakening. i have done this for me, for them. although efforts to suppress them have been made there are still many who have gone underground and are connected more than ever. they call themselves "HitRECorders". they cannot be stopped. love cannot be stopped. though it is smashed down a thousand times it will rise again with new faces and renewed determination.
i woke to snow falling on a sunny day.... Wondering out the window at such a sight. Little did i know that the flower, missing the snowflake, had summoned the snow in its' dream....So that as it slept they could be closer together.
Hoping that she would come and find me someday. Forgive the debt and chase the clouds away.
Ever have i longed to be in her arms....
Searching, longing, looking for. Until one day i found her on the shore. i, Just a pebble she held in her hand. While she walked the beach in search of a tan.
There we met, our hearts exposed. Hanging from a cliff, reaching down with our toes. Oh to drink the thing we craved. From the spring that flowed both night and day.
Warm inside her hand she held me near. Yet as she knelt to drink the springs flow so clear. i saw the tree smile as i fell without a sound. Resting my eyes, i dozed, on hollowed ground.
And there i have been with this picture so clear in my head. The day she came and left me for dead.
The waters flow swept me away.
Back to the sea and the tossing spray....
The day i saw you....
You were passing by gentle sweet and laughing with your friends.
Although i fell instantly in love with you, i said nothing.
Looking at the ground as you passed, glowing, with this song on my lips
Just to know you exist is enough.
....And i am saved because You ARE
It's almost as if we are having a conversation.... Wearing your soul on your skin like a new perfume. Just knowing you exist lifts my being. The world is beautiful.... Yet i fear to even speak the words lest your heart grow cold and tangle your mind. Beauty is not in the eyes of the beholder. Instead it begins within and shines outwards for all the world to see. So forget these words as you read them. Don't let them even affect you. Lest they distract thy purpose and tarnish thine glow. Just a poem i heard once.... maybe. Hope you like it.
In my mind i could see the parks of Montreal.... And remember the phone call i had received not too many months ago when at last i had finally stopped thinking about her....
Randi, i'm sorry i wasn't there for you. You've already made it. What if this is all there really is and all the glamour we think others...
Mr. Young, i'm wondering why you sent me a letter asking, pressing if i am ok after watching my videos. Like maybe they seemed like i wasn't ok.
Person in psychiatrist office weeps as they ask for advice sobbing as they speak.
"I don't know what to do. Why can't i just have a normal life? i try ...