Fragmented minutes turns into fragile seconds
Moments become micro lapses of time
Memories of us become stuck in one place
Mind frames become time frames
A picture of a royal queen is seen by common eyes
History becomes a story of romance and tragedy
As love strikes midnight, reality dawns
Clocks and watches become tools for busy minds
Sundials are to measure the death of day
Stargazing upon the vast stretch of eternity
Timeless constellations and traceless spheres of possibility
A spark of thought becomes a single unit of time and space
A creative pursuit becomes a dimension of wonder and mystery
Consciousness becomes the driver of all things created
Forms become manifested
Ideas derived
Conflicts of interest
Split the mind
Cut in two by a metronome
Counting the beats
Of the thoughts that are strongest
The loudest
Nothing competes
About the Creator
Sabotage
Lately I’ve been in a funk where everything can be going right. You know I’m in a happy place talking to who knows, I’m at peace and feel like everything is just going great you know. But once I start seeing that everything is going great for some reason I need to sabotage it. I need to sabotage my happiness and what I have going on in my life so no one else is able to do it for me. Does that make sense? Am I the only one who gets this way?
By Merjaunie Lena3 days ago in Journal
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