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Written on: Monday, August 17, 2009
I won't go so far to say this is how I'm feeling now, but this extended chain of thoughts passed through my head just now, and I'd like to remember.Time: 11:24 PM The entrance to what makes me is like a funnel, and through it everything passes through. But now it seems that too much is being forced in too fast. Sometimes it appears that I see more than I should, question more than what is healthy, and have my face forced in front of problems many brush aside carelessly. Shall we take a peek, then? This occured to me while studying: If you're alright, you'll ask someone, 'What's wrong?' The thing is, the funnel is not overflowing; one can only assume there is a great Unknown beneath it, extending into the depths of me, that is continually expanding and making space for all the rushing Objects. While it hasn't crippled me or such, the whole process does seem exhausting and causes turbulence in the Emotion epicentre. I don't know what I want, feel restless and can't lay my finger on the cause of the unease. The funniest part of it all is that I have no intention to dwell upon this matter, however serious it may sound. Most importantly, when I feel overwhelmed, I am thankful that Allah is always there to lift the burden from my shoulders, and guide me along. He is All-Knowing, All-Powerful. But as I was turning the whole story about in my head (the long walk home sometimes provides much-needed Alone time), I unknowingly started defending my ideas against an unseen critic. I realized this happens a lot; sometimes I see someone getting scolded, and immediately I'm in his shoes fighting back, preparing for alternate scenarios. ANYWAY. The voice said that I was a madman for thinking like this. Madman? Maybe, but one at the start of his days. And brilliant ones, at that. Last sentence was inconsequential. More important matters are calling for my attention now, I cannot lose focus now, not yet, not ever. You, reader, sleep early tonight. Hello, We'll be messing with subliminal messages today |
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