and listen to the deafening roar of silence. Within that silence, feel yourself slip into the hidden waters of the self, perched between the darkened banks and the effervescent consciousness that sleeps just below the liquid surface. Feel the coolness masage your temples, and move in rythmm with your slow and steady heartbeat. Watch the blinking, yellow eyes just beyond the waters edge, watching from the bushes, and contemplate the secrets that wax and wane from your view. Let the sundry thoughts and emotions blend, like so many seething colors splattered on the wheel, and mesh them into a coherrent whole, a hue that is your own.
Be mute my friend,
by John Doe 23 Replies latest jw friends
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compound complex
Set to music, your prose, John, would become a berceuse. It's very soothing as it rocks one gently toward the Land of Hues and Nod ...
Beautifully wrought.
CoCo
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flipper
JOHN- Slipping into an LSD funk again ? LOL! Peace out, Mr. Flipper
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TheSilence
listen to the deafening roar of silence
I cannot reiterate this enough.
Jackie
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John Doe
Beautifully wrought.
Thanks.
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Robdar
I remember my first beer....
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John Doe
I remember my first beer....
I never liked beer.
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Robdar
Me neither. Probably why I remember it. That and the buzz.
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John Doe
I remember before I started school, when I was very young, dad would buy bottles of wine sometimes. I would call it tiger juice, and would crawl around acting like a tiger to get him to give me a sip.
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Robdar
That's an adorable story.
Probably messed your brain up though.
Just saying.