Sunday, September 26, 2010

O zero one hundred


   A complete space of nothing. Time here doesn't exist, nor do the social standings we preconceived in our imaginations. I may seem repetitive, though when we close our electronic devices, we in body the lie as whole. This rhythmical sense of being can push you away from embracing something so organic, so pure. Its like giving a kid a fruit salad when all he eats and loves is fast food. Nothing can never be forced, one can only seek beyond their surroundings. You've seen light, but have you felt sun light? You've heard music, but have you cried listening to a ballad? You've kissed, but have you embraced someones spirit within those mere moments? You've seen plenty of images, but can you see beyond those lines? Let go.

Art Credit: Ranak

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