What happened?
Am I high?
Am I sober?
Serenity seems to be a distant thought, but it surely was something closed to it.
A familiar face in the crowd, that looks back at you with calm & content, but still you feel that they did not recognise you.
You find yourself in a different place, time is flowing by and you don't even realise it. The world is spinning, faces are changing, you stand in the midst of a burgeoning, pulsating feeling of euphoria and you ask yourself...is this real?
What do I feel? What does anyone feel? What do they feel? Why do they feel?
These questions would probably be left unanswered till the end of time. But do you really need to know them?
I see a light, a figure is etched in my memory that is dying to come out of the shadows and into the light, but right now it looks a bit hazy.
It's really strange the way some people move ahead and some just hold on to something that is dying.
Human, we are, we'll always be.
"Everyone knows the path, only few choose to walk it." - Gautam Buddha
Am I high?
Am I sober?
Serenity seems to be a distant thought, but it surely was something closed to it.
A familiar face in the crowd, that looks back at you with calm & content, but still you feel that they did not recognise you.
You find yourself in a different place, time is flowing by and you don't even realise it. The world is spinning, faces are changing, you stand in the midst of a burgeoning, pulsating feeling of euphoria and you ask yourself...is this real?
What do I feel? What does anyone feel? What do they feel? Why do they feel?
These questions would probably be left unanswered till the end of time. But do you really need to know them?
I see a light, a figure is etched in my memory that is dying to come out of the shadows and into the light, but right now it looks a bit hazy.
It's really strange the way some people move ahead and some just hold on to something that is dying.
Human, we are, we'll always be.
"Everyone knows the path, only few choose to walk it." - Gautam Buddha
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