In a mystical cage, amongst the truth there are times when life unwinds a kind but gentle sway.No more different than the rocking of a boat in a moment of a summers day.

Gentle to the right we move, often securing ourself against the direction. Surrounding our moment of life, we are hear at the incomplete intersection.

WE capture the essense of the completeness of all ways at once. Did we lose the moments of innocense of self truth and compliance for us?

For them we were never truly about us, or being a complete lives. Is it an absolute manner of existence, through all our tries?

Our whole together is stonger that the ideal of surrealism being able to be preceived. Open along the seams of the sky, the clouds hazily pass, as time disrupts the serenity..

The clouds are not as sharp, but blurry and lack the truth of time. The melt into eachother, could it be a heaven or an earthly sign.

They pass like moments of words written on an invisible page.
Taking along the moment of untruths that change upon the whims of this mystical cage.

You missed it again I screamed why weren't you there? My heart desires that you would never leave me through times of dispair.

My face near yours, you whisper... quietly you whisper a soothing word we know. How long before your here again, how long does this life wander through with moments that no-one will know.

LIfted a little by a complete truth in your heart.
I know your returning, your end and start.
As the surreal ends and the real comes back.
I search the ground for left is a very small crack.

I know it was real but who am I to say, only those
with open mind, open hearts, with love can appreciate this mystical cage of a day.

TAB 2/2007 ( A feeling of wonderment)

Thought I would add the picture to the experience.

Night everyone.... I shared some a typical experiences from journaling, and some I found with people that have mental health issues.

Sometimes I wonder why they experience the world so differently.

God Bless You All

Night
TAB

Very nice.

awesome!

nice work