where are the eyes?
Sunday, 20. January 2008, 07:20:41
someone said eyes are the windows of the soul... for me or you (which are most of us), visual plays most part of everything. we tend not to colloborate these other four senses with the utmost sense which is the visual. eyes are everything which we based our existence from. for when i close them, i have these other senses needed to be aided and acknowledge by these windows. everything here reflected nonetheless like the mirror, can u see through your own ....... ?
admitting yourself to your loved ones of who you are is the best thing that could ever happenned to me. Yes. Me Me Me. Moi. Complete. Now I kept telling myself to come forth . Yes. So I come forth , but i didn't really know of what I brought with me? Always empty, plenty of laughters, best at reflecting nothing in particular. some cringed to be pointed out , here it is... nothing, until u start to talk again. I saw a young man in youtube, that is so dreamy
in his expression and yet , everything that he said, is concrete . and then he would look at the camera, and begin again , beautiful.
Many of us , ones most at peace are the one that speak with the tempo of his/her heartbeat. or vice versa. whatever.
shel , i looked around ... still i see you. every frequency , notations, and memories had the inclinations of you. go figure... if this is not love then , i don't know what is.
admitting yourself to your loved ones of who you are is the best thing that could ever happenned to me. Yes. Me Me Me. Moi. Complete. Now I kept telling myself to come forth . Yes. So I come forth , but i didn't really know of what I brought with me? Always empty, plenty of laughters, best at reflecting nothing in particular. some cringed to be pointed out , here it is... nothing, until u start to talk again. I saw a young man in youtube, that is so dreamy
in his expression and yet , everything that he said, is concrete . and then he would look at the camera, and begin again , beautiful.
Many of us , ones most at peace are the one that speak with the tempo of his/her heartbeat. or vice versa. whatever.
shel , i looked around ... still i see you. every frequency , notations, and memories had the inclinations of you. go figure... if this is not love then , i don't know what is.
WIDGETIZE