Jan 05, 07
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when we...shift
different stances..
different tips...glides of the pen... But reaching that quench....wherever it comes from...but it just hitting you, like a thousand worlds...like heel and sky combined... And to speak to friends...but to speak in a new language...new lungs.. fresher...closer to the roots..or something.. just older....having grown... knowing yourself a little more. Could happen in a minute...could happen in a day... Could happen moving your elbow to the left.. but when it hit's you it's like lightning.. The sudden rush..pins and needles ...loving life so much more, because your being flooded with new understanding. ..makes me feel like i could fashion a bow out of the equator...and shoot the arrow into the eyebrows of father time...and have it give him a trim or something. It's freaking cool. 
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Jan 05, 07
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Reading that made me feel good for some reason??
Its sad, as we age, we don't get as much excitement out of discovering life's little secrets. As we age, we start to zone out.. let our mind fill in what we should be seeing/feeling instead of interacting with our environment. This probably explains why you don't recall very much from your daily commute to work.. you've done it so many times, that your brain doesn't even bother processing the small details. im not sure if that relates to your post or makes any sense Last edited by Junglist; Jan 05, 07 at 11:39 AM.
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Jan 05, 07
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I miss being that little kid that takes two hours to walk home from school, even though it's just a few blocks away. Kicking and prodding everything you see, climbing every tree along the way, and not having the foggiest idea what time means.
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