Wednesday, January 7, 2009

Clandestinely captured by words he muttered. Who was supposed to know? No one, that's always been the fuel for his heart's fire! If he starts to identify with this additive, he will nurture and till that field where fertile ground will yield an abundance of wealth. Not the poisonous wealth but, spiritual wealth, compassionate wealth, empathetic wealth, and conscioius wealth. Being aware, breathing before pleasant moments give way to displeasantries. Maintaining steady posture, focus, and an illustrious outlook on the way things ought not to be. He expresses his thoughts in fashion with what's encircling him but feeling threatened by the sharks who have not eaten. It is a cycle a cycle which has been dimming and soon it's wick will fade like the memories of yesteryear.

Finally broke through the web clung to it. It's been released like the genie from the bottle. If this breathing being is given oxygen, the dream can be realized. The cast of characters in the dream are almost similar to the beings that prevent the hope and happiness from surviving. It could be a phenomenon, this trying to manifest dream into reality. The 180 is viewed by him as a decline in what was the concrete and now felt by him as a bit of a defeat. He knows it won't last. Why would it? The penance is fading and all that surrounds him is purified by the sound of OM!!

James

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