Wall of Imagination.
Wednesday, August 05, 2015Sometimes when I am lying in the bed or on the couch, I stretch as if I am trying to reach for something. But there is nothing there except the wall of my imagination. Have I reached it, I wonder. What if I can’t indulge myself in my fantasies anymore. What if this is it. This life. These early mornings and late nights. These chaotic afternoons and silent evenings.
Sometimes I find myself humming a tune, reliving a moment and feeling a tickle in my heart. Sometimes I wonder if I have just conjured it up and it can’t possibly be real. What I felt and feel and touched was nothing but a figment of my overly dramatic fascination with this life and this love. I waited for something and then something died. It was over but then it begun. It’s a funny game.
This makes no sense - what I wrote above. Just like life sometimes. But you have to witness it and write it as best as you can hoping that someday it will give you an end that you’ll weave into a tapestry you always imagined.
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Just a little lost today, are we? :)
ReplyDeleteNot lost. Just reflective. :-)
Deletewow. "But you have to witness it and write it as best as you can hoping that someday it will give you an end that you’ll weave into a tapestry you always imagined"
ReplyDeletere-read that n times and heard much wowness by the sounds those words made.
Aww, you are aways so kind :-).
DeleteThis is how I feel sometimes... like I'm all over the place... it's quite the feeling...
ReplyDeleteYes, it is.
DeleteI play with my imaginary friends, imaginary games in my imaginary life. Some days these walls feel real, other days, there is something fluidic that comes over them. I feel that the shapes they take are the shapes I want them to take.
ReplyDeleteAfter a time, I stopped caring if this is a dream or reality. Both lives were just the same.
They can't be the same, unless you stop dreaming :-)
DeleteI am jealous that you are in a place where atleast you have the luxury to imagine
ReplyDeleteThis really breaks my heart. I hope you can at least try to dream some time.
DeleteNever finding the right words to express the twisted ways of life, but you always have a closer version of how it actually is and that is impressive :)
ReplyDeleteThe hope is all what we have now don't we?
Yes, indeed it is. And thank you :-)
DeleteReflections camouflaged..:-)
ReplyDeleteImaginations and fantasies are a blessing
ReplyDeletehellooo..
ReplyDeletewell everything makes sense its just at that moment of time we dont understand but after a few days maybe if we sit and think then it all makes sense ..
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I'm tired of my action dreams in sleep every night. Sometimes snakes are killing me while sometimes I am hitting the round shape ball type bomb with a bat and it explodes. I am sure your dreams are better than mine both in day dreaming and in sleep. And yes, the way you imagine, I am sure your thought and pen will lead your life to something meaningful in the end. Keep writing. :-)
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