Unmistaken Clarity !

Wierd is not quite the word that i am looking for but with more explanatory power than that, to describe how losing control is all i have to indicate that i can be normal.

Intoxication is more of an escape for others, for me it is purely the time to be human again. It is here , this place where i am now, where i find a breeze on trees a metaphor, a fleeting hello to a friend could mean a lot and a brazen episode of friends mean a bunch of things.

I am , well, an afterimage of what this writer thinks. I am frequently in touch with what he has quite subdued with time and places.

There was a tree on an island of south pacific. It was really close to the ocean and had plenty of sunlight. The ocean , with its tide receding and approaching the tree throughout the day. The tree , coconut tree was by nature attracted to water , but not the salty water that the ocean bought to it everyday. The tree cannot move and the oean cannot just stop, they are what they are.

Evolution crept into place and the tree got used to the salty water, the ocean however receded back. You see the island was inhabited now, the shore now is quite far away from the park where the tree stands now.

So, as the ocean , the tree and the coconuts happily lived ever after. Nothing was wrong. And thats what puts me in a paranoid mode.

I guess the happy endings are what makes us so dilusional, and so disrespective of our pasts. I know that the author guy here does disrespect the past as well, but in the hope of a happy ending ?? i don’t think so.

I guess he should get more introspective of the tree and the coconuts. Confused ? don’t be , nobody knows, maybe thats the problem. He is too sure..surely thats one of the problem between the him and the complementary forces.

yeah , i know, its like his left and right brain are at it again