Had I known...
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I wrote this awhile ago (last year) but who gives:
Life is about moments, and where they begin and end seems to make up the world we live in. The world is full of beginnings if we stop and look for them. Sometimes they’re easy to find, other times you have to listen and look and watch out for them. They are not always easy to fin, but you look for them, you’ll see, they’re there. Outside. Inside. Anywhere, really. Beginnings are everywhere, the mythical force inside us, the curious cat. It’s all there if you’ll look for it.
I’m sitting out on the porch. Silence shuffles in and tips me over with thought. The deck shimmers — God sprinkled tiny diamonds across the patchwork floor. The deck hints hues of lavender and green in the dark, the make up no doubt is for the moon. I have never seen this spectacle quite as dazzled up for the sun.
The world is utterly peaceful; I’m learning that you don’t need to be in the foothills of Maine to go back to Nature. You just need a little quiet and a place to call your own. The darkness stands still, frozen as if painted on too thick for the tips of the trees touch the sky and stop motionless. The world has stopped spinning, our watches have stopped ticking. The faint hum of cars on the road sound like waves. Maybe it is the ocean — these words fall loud on a noiseless world. I thin k its good to go back. This is it, here and now. This is a moment. And everything looks so goddamn beautiful under that little electric light. It really does.
Because when you’re alone in the quiet and you can feel it snuggling into your bones, you begin to see things. You begin to really see everything and everything becomes gloriously beautiful and even the tattered carpet thrown outside to dry, even that becomes a place where diamonds grow and sparkle.
When you’re thoughts begin to roll in slow and careful like, as they do when you’re alone in the dark, you begin to think "I’m one lucky bastard" and you are because you know it.
Life is about moments, and where they begin and end seems to make up the world we live in. The world is full of beginnings if we stop and look for them. Sometimes they’re easy to find, other times you have to listen and look and watch out for them. They are not always easy to fin, but you look for them, you’ll see, they’re there. Outside. Inside. Anywhere, really. Beginnings are everywhere, the mythical force inside us, the curious cat. It’s all there if you’ll look for it.
I’m sitting out on the porch. Silence shuffles in and tips me over with thought. The deck shimmers — God sprinkled tiny diamonds across the patchwork floor. The deck hints hues of lavender and green in the dark, the make up no doubt is for the moon. I have never seen this spectacle quite as dazzled up for the sun.
The world is utterly peaceful; I’m learning that you don’t need to be in the foothills of Maine to go back to Nature. You just need a little quiet and a place to call your own. The darkness stands still, frozen as if painted on too thick for the tips of the trees touch the sky and stop motionless. The world has stopped spinning, our watches have stopped ticking. The faint hum of cars on the road sound like waves. Maybe it is the ocean — these words fall loud on a noiseless world. I thin k its good to go back. This is it, here and now. This is a moment. And everything looks so goddamn beautiful under that little electric light. It really does.
Because when you’re alone in the quiet and you can feel it snuggling into your bones, you begin to see things. You begin to really see everything and everything becomes gloriously beautiful and even the tattered carpet thrown outside to dry, even that becomes a place where diamonds grow and sparkle.
When you’re thoughts begin to roll in slow and careful like, as they do when you’re alone in the dark, you begin to think "I’m one lucky bastard" and you are because you know it.
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