____ A Stream of Thoughts ____

You see things, you feel their existence and you believe that whatever is happening or has happened, was meant to for some reason, some very thin but unknown reason...even if you don't believe in such thing, as God.

Flow of time, like a ravine, much to the anticipation of the rocks that dwell at the bottom, quenching their thirst since centuries, since the beginning, since the beginning of time, is still in motion and the thirst is still there, the rocks might fade, but anything and everything is replaceable, at the bottom; at the depth of flowing waters.

You are careful, very careful. You keep in mind every single inch of detail that might have anything to do with your survival, with the health of your well being, and you remain cautious. Evolution of time has so much to do with the change of times, and every living creature has this on its back. The evolution never stops, only life comes to an end. Life, with all its precautions and careful endeavors, comes to a halt. And so, we see its true face, which is vulnerable, fragile and thin.

One life and so many deaths attached to this mortal being. You open your eyes, in a world of changing trends, of clash of cultures, of vivid and unbound opportunities, of lack of self respect and beliefs, of confusing and irritating systems, and you seek refuge, in every passing moment.

Seconds they say, seconds are there to be lived now. Man, a creature with which this whole universe is attached, with its creation and destruction, he himself, the man, is so detached now. He’s detached from his self, from his surroundings and everything that has to do with his life. Mortal men, seek mortal subordination, they seek mortal refuge in this materialistic world that they have always seen, felt and smelled, but what comes next, is always a mystery, and when it comes, there's no more seeking....only darkness.

Joy and prosperity, love and affection, what else a man should bother with, and man has to eventually dig deep to find these few words, which were once the building blocks of his life but now, slowly vanishing in real world. They might still be there, in some book of fiction.

Would you beg, for another day another hour, another minute, if you would know that someone is going to squeeze off the organ that used to throb in your chest, your heart? What would you do? And what if your wish is granted? Then what? Are 24 hours enough? Are they?

You might or might not be ready to answer the questions that are always
there, hurling down at us from the sky, but what about the questions themselves? Sometimes it takes a life, to answer the unquestioned, even after the wishes are there to be granted, even then.

They would say time is money, and money is time, still they stamped 'In God we trust', the God for which we have no time at all. Ironic! Where does this entity, this God came into picture? So much for trust, or plain curiosity!

Do we believe in miracles? A very controversial object. Do we believe in anything? Oh yes we do...freedom. How about, explaining freedom? What is freedom? We say, its FREEDOM, and still attach various limitations and rules with this word. Conceptually, it's a flaw in itself.

Thoughts, or stream of thoughts, sometimes still, sometimes in motion, sometimes fuming, sometimes mild, sometimes hollow, sometimes wild, like a little angry, stubborn child, they keep coming. And I am surrounded by water, knee deep. I feel like chocking on my breath, and as my eyes come in contrast with my circle, I start to see my surroundings more easily, only to see a water fall, not very high right in front of me, distant by only a few meters. Water is falling rapidly into the pool in which i am already knee deep. I turn; I try to back off, but strange, there’s nothing at my back. Only silence and the water running, that's all. It seems as if I am in some sort of cave with no opening.

And now, the water is raising, slowly, very slowly, and with it my heart beat. I am trying to run, but its dark...I seek an answer, but I am alone....

In these waters....a stream of thoughts.

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[Touché Armada]

Thoughts on thoughts...

You are you talking to some one? Or just in the third person, like many often say you but mean self? Oh well doesn't matter really I guess. Hmm nice start to this, all those things that happen, and we tell ourselves well there must me some method in the madness, other wise the universe really is just chaos.

The rocks are still there even marble and granite even the softest stones, they just multiply and shrink to sands, but they are still there, more transient in flowing waters, in that they don't sit still like large rocks do, rather they swirl and churn amongst themselves and all the other sands. And weather rocks or sand, they will always sit at the bottom, still or more free, and perhaps over time a cliff face may become brittle and join them from time to time also wearing away, its true everything fades, but is never quite gone.

Careful very careful, well I wish I was, though the things that are intrinsic to my well being I must admit are a high priority, but for everyone they are however for some something's are not attainable, but for everyone something's are still certain, at some point we are all equaled, and all that was is just a simple was, its almost unimportant, unless there is that driving force of ones offspring that makes us instinctively strive and also take precautions, a child reduces ones fearlessness its strange because for the child its self it also increases ones fearlessness, it's a double edged sward I guess.

A fatal mortal being, ouch, one would want refuge.

Seconds moments and a whole universe I think its rather nice to know or think that we are all an equal part thereof and all thereof is an equal part part of what? Who knows, but well its fun to think about. Do you think there is only darkness? I just wonder about that, I'm not so sure.

Ouch no hope left in joy prosperity love and affection for the real world, but there has to be with out those few things everyone would give up what would be left that really made life worth getting out of bed on the morning?

Would I beg for my life? there was a time I would say no to that, actually there have been quite few times I would say no to that, but if a person holds on it changes again and you find life more valuable, they say there are only a few seconds of thought between life and death and I think its true. Sometimes I think it's the people around you that keep you holding on sometimes if you go though a dark period for what ever reasons or circumstance, it's a good thing people have other people, yet that can be just as damaging at times also, everything seems to function like opposing poles, its irritating I find sometimes.

Questions, they beget questions, answer one and there comes a myriad of others just so life never gets boring? Along with the ones we cant answer I'd say that has to be a big fat yes. And wishes, some are the impossible wish yet others are so easy it would seem, but of coarse its always the impossible wishes we all want.

Grrr, time money money time, we are all slaves every last person on this earth who is not wealthy beyond need a slave to the dollar we are, how sad that is when you think about it, currency it would seem has become God, it's the only thing everyone is a loyal slave to, the only thing everyone strives for because we have too. So in money we trust? No in money we are for ever in debt to. Its easier to walk away from God than money, yes you have to wonder who dreamed up that scheme.

Freedom, again if you take it back to money and perhaps tax, no we don't have it, no one has it, well perhaps some isolated village tribe tucked away in a forest, but they have rules as well, there is always something to try and keep order that it would seem is the impossible dream, now to have that dream that would be a miracle.

Hmmm, and I always liked water falls, it's a child hood thing that has stayed with me, caves and water falls, glow worms are sooo pretty like stars they make a cave look like a night sky. And some times they just look like some other planet with the stalagmites and stalactites reaching toward eachother.
I hate running in the dark, I cant run in the dark I hold my hands out and I fear I'll break my fingers and bruise my shins, but I never feel alone in the dark. Nope and it scares me sometimes. Kind of like when its pitch dark and in the total darkness you still see shadows moving, they keep the distance, but well it's a creepy trick of the mind, or what ever, and so are the light shows =)

Well in the famous words of an adorable clown,,,, sorry for the "garrulous" smudge I have just left for you.

[None]

Your thoughts are strung together here like precious jewels on a necklace. Each thought brings more thoughts and more gems to behold in my mind.
I think those that believe in God hear his call, whether it's on the money or not. People are very much into themselves and their own power. I see these people sick in the hospital and never ask God for healing when they have the strength to. I believe in miracles and they happen quite frequently in my life, I give the credit to God for them. I really am taken back by many of your thoughts as they are brilliant and enjoyable to read! You bring about interesting topics and words! Awesome writing!

[IMOGEAN]

I was delighted by this. You actually think about things. A lot of people don't. Great write. I look forward to reviewing you again.

Imogean~

[Brianna Brie]

I read this twice and still don't know what to say. It seems my thoughts are all jangled. Oh well, at least yours are expressed clearly here. Good write.

[Sel Whiteley]

I really love this as well. The analysing of the thoughts we have. The philosophy of the interaction between people, between the mortalities, Destiny, or at least the human's minds imposition of a pattern, is strong too, the infinite regress of our actions, the metaphors of water as the thoughts flooding in is fantastic. I always have a lot to ponder when I read your work

[April Child]

Ooh I love it, so thinky! I think it was Helen Keller that said "People do not like to think. If one thinks, one must reach conclusions. Conclusions are not always pleasant." so be careful with that thinking it can drive you nuts :)
Love your writing, you have a unique style, very deep.