I am looking ahead of me, because i want to move forward, because i want progress.
I can also look behind me for the mere sake of refreshing memory.
In this palce there is sand… endless flat earth under my feat.
I look ahead and see the sun and it is always as if it is about to set, yet it lights my way, and there is an infinint blue sky above me.
Before i can move forward, i must lift one foot, move it in a direction,
then step by step, i move. I also have the option of standing still… or floating into the sky. I dont want to look back, i dont want to feal the artaficial bliss of chaos and wonder, i will stay focused.
I then cry one tear, if falls and toutches the dry sands.
I am sad that i dont even know were i am going…
Sometimes i meet people who talk to me for a while, and i ask them questions, and they tell me what direction they think i should go.
I cant see my direction… But i have more then 5 sences in this place…
I can close my eyes, and hear the sound of the distand sun within my mind. It sounds like a low huming sound, it is a deep and powerful thing… it is more real then reality itself… it is the future that i have chosen.
^Hope that one’s not too abstract,
it came strait from my sub-contious as i was meditating here.