Saturday, July 21, 2012

A small thought on skipping stones and dreams..


His hopes he held high, even if not for too long. It’s just like skipping stones; the hope that you get that the stone will skip over the water one more time without falling into the water. You hold your hope strong, as if it helps the stone stay where it is in its current state: skipping freely; not fearing the peril of drowning. Even if it drowned, it would drown in joy. So you hold your hopes stronger, and, who knows? Maybe that’s what keeps it up. Maybe the stone only stops skipping when your heart knows that this is enough for it…




It’s just like that moment before you go to sleep, when you give up on all of your inhibitions; not because you’re tired, but because something that is buried deep within you is calling on you, and you are answering back unconsciously. And when you do, when you connect with this higher form of being within yourself, you are transported somewhere else. (It may be an illusion, a dream, but can you really tell the difference when in it? Why do we have to live in this world and not the dream world, anyways? If it's about finding joy, then why not live in the dream world?) The dream ends when you start doubting it.. the skipping stone falls when you doubt it.

God bless.

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