This is going to be what i hope is the first of many posts pertaining to my rambling feverish mind..... i make sense to me but have a habit of losing others...........
If I think of emotions in an eternal sense the only way I can explain it would be to call emotions an ocean.With that statement I should have lost about 90 percent of people who thought they had an idea of what I am talking about.
Oceans are eternal and our emotions are a mirror in which the waters dance across our lives. Our highs and lows are like the tide, when we are high we fill empty places with our energy we have momentum to carry us through. Our lows are like the ebb we slowly inexorably empty our last tendrils of strength and watch them drain through the sand to be lost in the depths. Until all thats left is that which we strive to cover and to keep protected.
The calm day of an ocean is our serenity, the water is relaxed the sky above is clear of all else but a view of the stars, the hint of spring is smelt but only barely just enough to make us long. The water sparkling in the sunlight a thousand points of light is our aura, that which is us when we are happiest.
The stiff breeze that ripples the surface the pre cursor to the storm is the fire in our souls we feel as emotions as strong as pain fear love and hate are stirred from there slumber. When we cannot contain those emotions the hurricane forms with energy released in all directions the damage never limited to its intended path, its force causing others to either flee in fear or hide until the danger has passed.
Who doesnt love the ocean......
Now i should have lost the other 9 percent but thats okay my weird thoughts are my own BUT that leaves the 1 percent the ones who to me are the kindred spirits and to that 1 percent I say this I am proud to know you proud to call you friend and I hope many are the years I am adrift in your ocean.
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