Re: Here Again

There is something to the ever present now... Now is where angels are real... and later
is when one mentions that one sees one that eyebrows are raised... but inside each of us is the ability to unmask the cloak of time... When one says outloud that they believe- it diminishes the belief somehow... the spoken and written word...even a thought... slows the waves down so much so that speaking it... writing it... thinking it...are not the right mediums to encompass the act of knowing and being in heaven but just about every day I spill my spirit...as distorted and dull as it may be...as inaccurate and distorted as my thoughts may seem and a shadow of what is crystal clear... if embodied in the here in now... I still feel obliged to speak my sayings...write my words....think my thoughts... they are what makes me...me somehow...even if they are forgotten words spoken and written... in the dust on the ground...and my thoughts are the breeze that blows them around... Tweet