Tuesday 22 October 2019
Lost in sight found inside.
'What's on your mind, Julia?' digitally enquires facebook....well I shall tell you, says I as I appear to the outside world a dreamer whilst stilling my mind enough to hear my heart and it's calling. To be at ease with myself is to be at ease with encompassing dis-ease, not happy, too sad for that forced emotion to make better those who run uncomfortable with sadness, anger, anxiety, anything but the illusion of joyous success even if true the laughter, fleeting only ever in reality as we walk true the path. 
Distraction is the objective, sickness the symptom, introspection and acceptance the cure. To the townsfolk I'm a dreamer, to me I'm wakened, eyes wide open to see all is missed as if living in adjacent dimension. Slow and steadied becomes my world easy as the rest rush by in dizzied circles getting nowhere in repetitive compliance with falsehood duped into buying.
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