~An epitaph for the splintered soul...
Given up in self realization or given over through the heart,
less amorous in its passion yet greater in its compassion as a tender yet bittersweet admission, or confession,
a soul searching appeal to know oneself ...
Never before have the lines been as blurred between what is real and what is an illusion.
Love, laughter, nonchalance....tolerance, forgiveness, stillness.....
A healthy dose of perspective all help you cope with this heavy amoristic over load....
These mounting truths are burdensome,
yet the ability to laugh to see through it,is where a peace lies..
We exist for ourselves of any broadcasting of our thoughts,
ideas are all to an undefined audience,
its the listeners job to decide or define if they like whats being spoken or not..
One cant tell where ones words begin let alone where the next sentence ends,
so take thus ones individual word song as a theory or throw it all out the window on the winds of time..
The phraseology was still telling you all something..
Many could say its old school analogue for connections of our spiritual soul waves..
Any appreciational list should be devoid of all extra-curricular incidents
& mostly involve stunning,comprehensive or musically outputted word songs of a masterminded heart space creation..
© √ℓἇ∂ἇ ♏؟ḱἇḧᖾ ێƈĥŏŏῆ 2017