A message: Sussing out my heart

[Jabberwocky]

its tumultuous in my mental scape of thoughts and digressions beholdent to me
when looking becomes searching and searching becomes circuitous patterns of subtle realizations
thoughts upon thoughts upon thoughts
of smiles and jokes, the levity of life
the comforts of reality not tainted by uncertainty
the fair prince weaving memories pleasant and new
enrapturing me to his cause and person
god damn its a good day to be alive.

 

[colicolo]

amen

 

[RareForm]

amen indeed.

 

[New]

Amen to that.

 

[Tiredhands]

*big belly breath*
I find sentiment like this to be a symptom of the newly warm weather.....I think this piece is familiar and beautiful.

 

[up all night]

Positivity becomes the man.

 

[Jabberwocky]

and man becomes truely positive when he realizes the burden placed upon himself are mental constructs in the eather of life.

 

[E-girl]

hey you.... its been awhile... i see you're still a master of words

 

[Jabberwocky]

If i be in fact a master than you are a god. thank you for your kind words. I love that you are still posting, your unique staccato of words and dense realities always grip me to the core.

 

[exoiced]

this piece is levity, some kind of anti-gravity

the fair prince weaving memories pleasant and new
enrapturing me to his cause and person

I like this bit, love the myth hidden in there.

 

[(Wordy)]

and man becomes truely positive when he realizes the burden placed upon himself are mental constructs in the eather of life.

It doesn't get much truer than that.

From Blake's London:

In every cry of every man,
In every infant's cry of fear,
In every voice, in every ban,
The mind-forged manacles I hear.

And in spite of this (because of this?), it sure is a good day to be alive...