The Electric Journal Entries of a Wandering Subway Wizard Part 2

"This is what beauty gives"

To resist,

That which does not fit...

...In this schedule...

Disciplined by the things we choose to do...

Experienced in a world written between these rules...

Balanced by the clues that lead us back to this truth...

Partnerships ask us to sit with those who share an ever bettering world view...

Taking responsibility for that which we didn't know we knew...

A place here together where an absolute pleasure once grew...

Making Spacial arrangements,

ready to adapt beyond all these changes...

A return

to a corner

Of a room

We haven't even finished...

A parallel

Possibility

Of an occurrence

Yet to be diminished...

Flourishing ...

Just past the curvature...

Of one's future...

Resting on the furniture of our modern family culture...

Creating alternatives,

Where destruction lives...

"This is what beauty gives"

...and then there I was again, waking up, at that last stop...

"From the tops of these mountains, we shout"

Inviting space,

With every situation we face...

Carefully connecting

Respected expressions

With clear intentions

Set on, sharing feelings...

Chosen words,

Spoken from the edge of the universe...

Open to improvements

Between Unbroken movements

With Smooth transitions

That refuses to let the divisions of friction sink into anything less than...

the strengths that we've been given...

Seeking out,

A reason beyond doubt,

In connections

That demonstrate,

what beauty is all about...

"From the tops of these mountains, we shout"

...We got off at that same stop, looking at each other, wondering how much further we had to wander until we would recover from another instance as frequently occurring as this...

"behold, for when we stand together, we shall remember, we are all the same"

Let us Indulge in these curiosities, finding humor in our obscurities...

While Developing lifelong camaraderies...

With up-close and personal familiarities...

And yes! We've been here before, safely opening up to each other...

Accepting the allowance of what this kind of forgiveness may re-discover...

Embodying the Empowering imagery

of these supportive qualities

that seem to be

exactly what we're looking for...

Waiting...

just beyond divinity's unlocked doors...

Now, here, At our sources core,

We draw directly from the well...

Acknowledging the differences,

which strengthen,

what our similarities have been attempting

...to spell...

Spilling out,

Everywhere,

All over our finest experiences...

Decorating our present lives

with all of these good times...

inviting The seductive smiles of impracticality to follow along, in practice, with our appreciations for this otherworldly abnormality growing between us...

...like practitioners of a readily explored anomaly... sometimes referred to as: Trust

Gratefully Celebrating something we never even knew was coming, until it came...

Graciously Defying the laws of tradition exclaiming: true beauty has no shame!

"Behold! For when we stand together, we shall remember, we are all the same"