12-26-2013, 12:00 AM
They are not so rare, I see them every day, in eyes of every man or woman I meet,
all the stories written and spoken in their words and seen in the blink of their eyes speak of worlds and journeys beyond imagination of one single man.
Truth is a really "tricky" thing, does truth comes to me or do I come to it ?
Many tales has been written, yet there is no one who can tell about the true price
of the emotions and words in the expressions as all of these are just mere fragments of the whole painting called Infinity,
alot times I been at different places, yet there seems to be something that stills stays,
some kind of a feeling like being emptiness, is that our destiny ?
To be empty ?
I dont know, but I dont feel that as an definition of how painting a piece of art (Fox ex. Mona Lisa) looks or should like,
many times people strive to be just one simple human, one total beign, self-sufficient in terms of beign just "myself" simple in its nature,
when I look into eyes of small baby, I see no introspection, no sight hunting over the mind and trying to leave something behind,
I see just an eye with a spark fully piercing through the other end of the line, like its trying to encompass every little detail of it,
almost like if the small childrens are not "themselves".
Is it possible to be by act of totaly beign out of self,
to be in Totality of One Self, to be by that act totaly in one's self ?
all the stories written and spoken in their words and seen in the blink of their eyes speak of worlds and journeys beyond imagination of one single man.
Truth is a really "tricky" thing, does truth comes to me or do I come to it ?
Many tales has been written, yet there is no one who can tell about the true price
of the emotions and words in the expressions as all of these are just mere fragments of the whole painting called Infinity,
alot times I been at different places, yet there seems to be something that stills stays,
some kind of a feeling like being emptiness, is that our destiny ?
To be empty ?
I dont know, but I dont feel that as an definition of how painting a piece of art (Fox ex. Mona Lisa) looks or should like,
many times people strive to be just one simple human, one total beign, self-sufficient in terms of beign just "myself" simple in its nature,
when I look into eyes of small baby, I see no introspection, no sight hunting over the mind and trying to leave something behind,
I see just an eye with a spark fully piercing through the other end of the line, like its trying to encompass every little detail of it,
almost like if the small childrens are not "themselves".
Is it possible to be by act of totaly beign out of self,
to be in Totality of One Self, to be by that act totaly in one's self ?