“The blue greens of the ocean are lost in her eyes.” -Berkeley.
With the sea spraying up mist from the crashing of waves I pondered the magnitude of particles that were contained in its force. The thought made me delirious and shake my head, trying to proceed to the next thought. I have been spacing out more than usual lately though it is not of big concern to me. In doing so I fall into a place that I’ve tried to tap into for years now.
May the currents sway my mind from idea to idea.
Searching for the right rhythm, the right vibration.
“They say that those who do know history are doomed to repeat it.” -Tony
Repetitive motions caught amidst a deep seeded turmoil. Much of his life lived by this motto, and to this day it has yet to leave. With each step there was a hint of hesitation that was seen through the motion of his left leg. His head bobbed to a beat that no one will ever hear and if they did it wouldn’t click in their heads. He always had a job and worked his whole life though it never really worked for him. That’s what life is like when you are riding a rollercoaster while everyone else is playing on Teeter-Totters.