I once had a great love in my life;
one that would last forever;
I could envison her as my wife;
with nothing between us, ever.
But never was it meant to be;
we were too many years apart;
she was far too young for me;
so destiny withheld her
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MontyCaldwell
What kind of energy is information;
is it the foundation for thought?
Happy thoughts bring exultation;
a mixure of energies, brought.
Are information and emotions the same;
or do emotions measure intensity?
is embracing emotions arcane;
or, rather, a measure of density?
How is it that words can describe;
a
We’ve heard of the calm before the storm;
that sign of peace that preceeds disaster;
perhaps our thinking is in need of reform;
we should consider the calm that comes after.
Storms consist of the challenges we’ve faced;
every one of them: a complete life disaster.
So, how
Reality to imagination; there’s disparity;
what you think; compared to feel;
it’s almost like reality has polarity;
what you see; compared to what’s real.
For how in this world is reality defined;
for seeing is not really believing;
what you see; is determined by mind;
the world
Most think flowers are matter;
they bloom and blossom in sight;
but love’s energy tends to flatter;
it’s a blooming flowering delight.
Most think love blooms one time;
and then, it’s destined to die;
leaving an empty place on the vine
to wither alone, and to cry.
We long to be in the real world;
the one that’s apparent to me;
but, what if our image was hurled;
made projection of facets to be?
What if the real world’s beyond us;
a realm of information it be;
commanded by One who loves us;
information and
Today I cried for one I don’t know;
not a specific woman or man;
my energy, inside, let sorrows flow;
and I cried just because I can.
Pent-up emotions of all mankind;
came flowing upon on me, like rain;
engulfed with a sadness, undefined;
waves of sorrow came flowing
What if a million years is simply a day;
devoid of sunset and sunrise?
Reality says it happens that way;
all life is simply reprise.
What will we be when everything dies;
when the universe takes its last breath?
How will consciousness make its replies;
when everything around it is