There she is, walking aimlessly, with the wind and the lights of the night reflecting upon her melancholy. The never ending thinking that goes on her head about where this life will be taking her. This existence, this world, this dreams, this thoughts, this emotions, this feelings, are all just too familiar to her that she doesn’t even seem to experience them the same way she did before. The love that she had for him became a waterfall of hopeless thoughts that had made her realize how faded and dishonest her love was towards him.
Has anyone else reached a point in their life where they have looked everywhere to find that one thing that would entirely change the way you live? To the point where you don’t only look for it in your waking life but also in your dreams? She’s looked into the deepest of dreams, the wisest of books, the darkest and purest of thoughts, the most enlightened and spiritual prayers, and in the depths of this world’s secrets. Has anyone else been so mentally exhausted to the point where anything doesn’t seem to matter anymore? Where the illusion of duality in this existence doesn’t affect you anymore?
As her mind wondered, she let tears flow down her face while feeling as though everything in here is all lies. While she let her tears fall, she begins to hear a distant repeating sound.
"Most of the pain you’re dealing with are really just thoughts… ever think of that?"
I wish I had never known of your existence, for it consumes my being. How devastating must it be, that my life has been spent loving you from a distance.
Like the stars in the night sky you are shining bright. Like the stars you are there to be contemplated and revered. Like the stars you are in my dreams at night. Like the stars, I will always desire to one day reach you and hand you all of my heart.
If I were asked what would cause me the most pain in my life… that would be the deprivation from your eyes. Their darkness accompany me into dreams full of stars and full moons where I can appease my hunger for serenity. If I were to never see those beautiful eyes again… the peacefulness of my blue soul would turn into an ocean of broken dreams.
"Trying to fall in love is like trying to make your heart beat backwards. It can’t be done. I am already what you are. And so we don’t fall in love; we simply notice that we are in love already, and always have been. We don’t fall in love; it is the ‘we’, the ‘me’ and the ‘you’, the ‘inbetween’, that falls away in love, revealing the intimacy of our own absence. We are all so deeply in love that we don’t realise it."
"Anarchism stands for the liberation of the human mind from the dominion of religion and liberation of the human body from the coercion of property; liberation from the shackles and restraint of government. It stands for a social order based on the free grouping of individuals…"