A Faltered Mind

I love emotions, I think just feeling something and sitting/standing there simmering in whatever I'm feeling is great. Even sadness is something I enjoy from time to time, it makes serenity feel all the more good. I hope to learn more about them and how I can feel them at a deeper level. Life's magical man. Good night.

I actually miss you.

A boy stood at the edge of the wide, black ocean that glimmered a cool indigo under the pale golden moon. He did not understand many things yet he knew as much. With a heavy heart the boy let out a sigh that infiltrated the noise of the slow rush of the ocean water. The moon, who lethargically drifted among the clouds, caught the sigh of the boy in the wind. He descended towards the boy with grace. With one hand stretched out, he caressed the boy's head. "Tell me son, what troubles you? Why so blue? Come now, worry not. I know just the thing to cheer you up." The moon offered a hand to the boy who now curious, willingly boarded the nimbus cloud on which the moon layed on with indolence. Slowly they ascended towards the stratosphere. The stars peered down on the two; interested. The moon and the boy gazed at the open black cosmos glittered with bright stars, splattered with an odd colour combinations. Not a word was spoken. There was no need for any. It was then the boy realised he no longer cared about his sorrows down on the ground. All he knew was that he was where he belonged. At this realisation his blues seemed to alleviate. He thanked the moon who was now fast asleep. So as a way to thank the moon he painted his blues in the sky and beautiful it was.

I haven't listened to King Crimson in a while...

I'm not what I used to be, and it's crushing my spirit...