of awakening beyond cares that sift through thought like autumn leaves leaving whispers voices echoing in corners of consciousness dusty without love sulking awaiting tomorrow
questions of how to live my life when i am constantly dreaming of the past or future how can i see clearly when the compass of my thoughts is spinning out of control when my sight is blurred by wistful fantasies of what might have been or what could be if only things had gone or do go a different way
who is to tell which vision to choose of the myriad choices that confront me my emotions confound clarity and a moment's anger becomes a day's regret and then it's gone and another has come another chance to move into the light to release the darkness that fell when i chose to go down the lesser path knowing full well where that road would lead me
words of wisdom stumble across my tongue tripping and falling in hopeless disarray as i try to erase the scribbled writings of a lifetime try a new way of thinking in place of the old
the past must remain undeniably so the future must be left to fate and circumstance what is now must be cherished and experienced to the fullest what is love must be loved with all of my heart
dreaming lucidly i awaken to a new kind of living and i see the world with new colors unimagined and beautiful beyond my wildest fantasy
the choice is mine to leave behind the shadow of myself and carry forth the essence of who i am recreating myself anew with each moment regardless of what is to come
the undreamt of shines in light of truth and a long and winding path of dismay will end in joyous discovery awakening every synapse to possibility before i return to the waking death and dress myself in lesser garments of muted clarity
tommorrow must be different or it will not come for it will then be a repetition of today and of yesterday and all the days past the lessons that have battered my soul without remorse
a daunting reminder that what is done cannot be undone but also a prescient recognition that upon awakening the world will be different
The captivating music of birds and the enchanting beauty of roses have, each in their own right, inspired people around the world for as long as anyone can remember. How the two combine with the challenges faced by a struggling writer in Georgia to c
The second book in the telepathy series. It contains more ways for the up and coming telepathist to experiment with the sending and receiving of thoughts and is at the end of the story about future telepathy people found unexpectedly chosen by the go
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