there's something that resides above the clouds.
something that separates you from everything you've become attached. something that leaves you feeling refreshed, something that leaves you with renewed vigor. it tickles and strokes at your senses; the way the cotton rubs ever so gently behind your arm, the sound of distant bells that leave a magical jingle floating in the air, the smell of air so pure, that it can't possibly be the same substance we're so used to taking in..
this is the place i want to be. call it a pipedream if you will, but this is what i'm striving for. a place where the senses and the soul come together and reside in perfect harmony, a place where the flow of energy is as abundant as fish in the sea and where true enlightenment is but a deep thought away.
it must be lonely at the top..
something that separates you from everything you've become attached. something that leaves you feeling refreshed, something that leaves you with renewed vigor. it tickles and strokes at your senses; the way the cotton rubs ever so gently behind your arm, the sound of distant bells that leave a magical jingle floating in the air, the smell of air so pure, that it can't possibly be the same substance we're so used to taking in..
this is the place i want to be. call it a pipedream if you will, but this is what i'm striving for. a place where the senses and the soul come together and reside in perfect harmony, a place where the flow of energy is as abundant as fish in the sea and where true enlightenment is but a deep thought away.
it must be lonely at the top..
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