Thursday, August 30, 2007

A Mind Muted

A cold eventide and somehow the noise have died down. I happen my manner up to the top of my flat for no peculiar reason. The twenty-four hours was good.

The zephyr was strong, yet somehow it slowed down, as if in a grade of regard to me it looks to have got bowed to me. It's not gushing any more, just fluxes down gently singing a soothing short letter and cool just adequate to direct surprising a iciness down me now and again.

There are children playing down there, but they look distant.. almost in another world. I lie down with my custody behind my head, looking at a sky that somehow looks new. There is a new sky tonight.

My breath decelerates down, deciding to rest for a while. Its been running difficult for over 2 decennaries now, but the air looks to have got set it in a unusual trance.. and it looks to put down beside me.. taking a intermission before toiling to maintain me alive again...

give me this moment

it looks so much mine

for in this moment

i feel i ain time

I close my eyes, the darkness looks lighter today. The ageless achromatic of the nighttime have a unusual chromaticity of a colour I don't cognize of.. there is a flicker in the apparent horizon which I don't really see. I felt as if person was looking over me; a minute go throughs by and now I experience person is looking at the human race through me and my closed eyes.

Eyes open, I sit down up staring at the window of an flat across the road. I don't recognize anything, I can't calculate out anything. Resting on my custody stretched behind me I look up at the sky. It is blank, much like my head and so thoughtless Iodine stare. It seemed as if a heavy head just lost its weight and floats. A plume with a aureate touch is all Iodine see though it is nowhere near me. Iodine bask in that moment.

I see nothing, I hear nothing.. I believe nothing.. yet at that minute I didn't experience no happiness.. of course of study there was no follow of compunction either, but it wasn't a state of happiness... still I wanted to stay in that state and just as I thought a diffident smiling spread.. a loud honk below and my eyes open.. I hear the noise below... children laughing and shouting, the birds of the eventide chirping flying about with a cheerful temperament to themselves. The idea of felicity ..the smile.. it broke me away from that moment.. I was feeling cheerful now but it wasn't what I was a minute back.. this cheeriness seemed uncomplete for its not what Iodine sought...I wanted to be in that minute .. thoughtless and pristine.. I looked around trying to happen an reply .. a happy adult male was looking for something beyond

The minute passed it never came back... and I inquire now is it felicity that we seek in life..

staring at the world

from up above

i proverb the impostor

that a smiling be

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Morland now interfered, and begged that the sleepy little boy might be excused; on which he screamed out that he wasn't sleepy at all, and would not go to bed ever.. Will you hear 'em now--now I'm here? We all nodded.. There might be folks outer their haids, but he had the sense to remember.. I tried to teach, for I loved children.. But still he was lucky, uncommon lucky; he most always come out winner.. Many philosophers have given currency to one of these tendencies, one which at the same time preserves something of the dream's former over-valuation.. My daughter bought it, all that is in the ground, above the ground, or that may fall from the sky upon these premises.. I am aware that this conception cannot be generally demonstrated, but I maintain nevertheless that it can be frequently demonstrated, even when it was not suspected, and that it cannot be generally refuted.. Give me the rattan, said Edward, half laughing, and offering to take it out of his hand. We must stand by each other, whispered Abner. The statement which will be perhaps then made, that he cannot concentrate his attention upon anything at all, is to be countered by assuring him most positively that such a blank state of mind is utterly impossible.. Now what can be the meaning of the patient's wishing to be born at her summer resort? I asked the dreamer this, and she answered without hesitation: Hasn't the treatment made me as though I were born again? Thus the dream becomes an invitation to continue the cure at this summer resort, that is, to visit her there; perhaps it also contains a very bashful allusion to the wish to become a mother herself.. You know that the stimulus for a dream always lies among the experiences of the preceding day.. What should a caller lay upon her? A lion in the way could not have been more terrifying.. Polly had initiated him in the mysteries of a discovery of mine, that it is not necessary to finish your sentence in a crowd, but by a sort of mumble, omitting sibilants and dentals.. Master Horner bethought him of the successive killing-times, and consequent doughnuts of the twenty families in which he had sojourned the years before, and consented to the exaction.. There was something cosmic about his attitude to life, and this showed in much that he did.. The squire followed suit and the deacon.. There was some slight apprehension that if he were bidden to social entertainments he might forget his coat, or arrive without some other essential part of his dress; and there is a sly tradition in the Titbottom family that, having been invited to a ball in honor of the new governor of the island, my grandfather Titbottom sauntered into the hall towards midnight, wrapped in the gorgeous flowers of his dressing-gown, and with his hands buried in the pockets, as usual.. A boy of five and a half years was not at all pleased with his party during a walk in the Dachstein region...
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