Thoughts on LifeA Story by The Spirit ChaserI would describe this as a captured moment. Not really a story, or a poem.. Not a specific type.
I've been spending the past few days getting high on humanity.
I've been soaking up the beauty of individual freedom, consciousness, and liberal thought, as awareness of those concepts unexpectedly strikes me randomly during the day. The beauty of the sound--of perfectly arranged set of notes provokes the tears and laughter, and the mere fact that I am alive and here is so deep and mind-blowing that it is hard to grasp. I never understood the real meaning of the "divine" moment. I think I do understand now. What some people see as a moment of connection with god, I see as a realization of existence, of beauty in the world, of being one with the universe. I love, I feel, I see, I hear, I know, I don't know,... Life is beautiful, and I am happy to be here. I am happy for being able to feel the hot water caressing my body with steamy streams, filling my pores and combing my hair. I am happy for having a kind of soul that can be touched by a simple stroke of the string. I am happy for my mind, for my sanity and insanity, for my ability to think, question and realize... I am happy for the ideas that keep blowing my mind with the possibilities they carry with them. I am happy because I am living, and not merely existing in this world. I am happy...
© 2014 The Spirit ChaserAuthor's Note
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