In the real depth of thought, I found myself listening.
Hearing my true voice that lifts me back to where I belong. If I could turn the volume up, would anyone else hear it too? The sentences without words. The sounds of honesty and truth.
Walking through graphite clouds, slashing my way through them, I find myself staring up. Seeing above what’s beneath them. Wait! How can I possibly see what’s below when I’m gazing upwards? Is that a mirror reflecting it all back, or is it a spiral shape after all?
A crowd of questions come knocking on my door. Answerless questions. Soundless voices and shapeless forms. Don’t get alarmed, this is a beautiful scenario. Smiles within the eyes, lightness in the hearts, acceptance in the souls.
Maybe you’re wondering what this mumbled-up idea means, but I need to be honest with you: it is not written with this aim. I have no intention to deliberately confuse you. I just simply know that very few of you will understand what I’m explaining. And that is perfectly okay. No need to be any more specific.
If you had to understand this, then I’ll greet you with my oldest smile.
If you got confused, then I shall greet you with a newer smile.
(written on 22nd January 2017)