Today's thoughts, transcribed

It's like an infusion of meaning into an empty cause, one which has been explored and abandoned many decades ago, one which was unfortunately assigned to me. It's heartening to realize how much your work is appreciated, when, after spending so much time with the trees, you start to forget the names of the forests.

It's the birds of endless creatures fluttering about their wingless parades, preying on the helpless with eyes that see through the times of change that flow, and blowing with the seasons they watch. And wait. And wait.

The limitations of words in transcribing raw feelings and emotions, I have recorded prior. It's imperative to recognize this fact. And those that berate language to its vast unimportance seek to shelf a part of their mouths in silence, and shame on them if their hearts never saw the light of day, of a blossoming flower in pure poetry lightens the lips of a fair maiden composed.

It's late. But time is relative, as not far away a world is awake. Not so long from now the cycle returns all that are up to down, and all that are down to up. It's a clambering for order in a world where two opposites make up the entity, where disorder rules the mind. And this consciousness, it's alive within us.