I have so much, but I can survive on so little.
My world is turned upside down, as I size up my options.
As before, way too many options.
Sort of like candy bars.
Standing in the candy aisle is now overwhelming.
So many choices and all I wanted in the first place was - chocolate.
I brag about all of the choices that I have in life, and honestly,life is a buffet of our words.
Which way to go?, is often what drives us kind of mad.
Who are my real friends?
Who can I trust?
What life path...will be the sweetest? of sweet honey.
The more daring outlook excites me much more...than one filled with honey.
To look at life as an adventure, a mystery to solve.
Although, solving it, is no longer an option, life is supposed to be a mystery.
Thus, forever sparking us to dream.
Without a dream...life is over.
To dream of what we did as children...mmm...yes...heavenly minded.
That is the secret to eternal youth....to take advantage of life.
To seduce the childhood we thought ....we left behind.
An eternally youthful mind...is what keeps the breath of life...breathing.
God breathes for us, when we hold our breath in life anticipation.
Then, life flips us off and let's us see that, we really have no control.
No control over what really happens to us in life.
Sure, we have free will,but it has no magic.
The real magic is Time!
Time reveals character...time captures youth....time shows us wisdom in age.
The kissing of our own rings.
To honor our minds as if they were God himself.
Our minds are who we are.
We are identical in every way....physically, spiritually, but not mentally.
We all have similar thoughts...but our minds are what form "outlook"...
How we look at the world around us....how we respond to the world stimuli...
That is what makes us unique genuine souls.
The Scientists now are playing with DNA cloning.
NEVER...could they create another me.
Even if I had a twin...she would not be me.
She could have identical DNA, yet, how I have watched and labeled the world?
Is what makes me one of a kind.
My mind can never be duplicated...we are unique in our thinking patterns.
I say all of that to say this..
I can talk about all I got....all I really have are my memories...my cherished memories.
Life is a book of memories.
A chapter for each and every human being I have ever had the honor to show love to.
My most prized possession is- my mind.
It is Me.
Do you give good brain?
God...where are all of the Great Philosophers?
So lonely, in this world...
Longing for...
Intellectual Intercourse...
Connection of Minds
Talking to God is wonderful, but he does not answer audibly.
To find that Oak Tree....sitting under it....book in hand...
Waiting...for the One...
Who could talk about Forever with me.
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