Moon River.

I open my eyes, and see you laying beside me. You, whom, I cannot remember anymore, your obscure silhouette. Your most defining feature, your eyes, as if they we’re the center, of something greater, eyes that seemed to have been deliberately chosen, and placed, into your eye sockets…

Life,

It’s bless,

See it for what it is,

And it cannot cause you stress,

But I still stress,

I stress,

Think about my future,

My past,

Even my present,

Or my concept of the present,

Causes me anguish,

At times,

Why is that,

Well something within me,

Is,

Worried,

We think so hard,

Profusely even,

Compulsively even,

That we’ve forgotten what it even feels like,

To not think,

To simply be,

And let be,

Live,

And let live,

Be and let be,

Oh how nice that would be,

To live in the mountains,

Next to A beautiful River,

Or…

Me,

All by myself,

Having to be,

With myself,

Oh,

How,

Lonesome,

Can I be,

I don’t necessarily wish,

For the accompaniment,

Of someone,

I already have,

Books,

My mind,

Occupies my greatly,

I have my little,

Things,

But if only,

I could,

Be,

Submerged by this simplicity,

Rather than complicating,

This,

Simple,

Life,

Which is,

Simply,

Extraordinary.

I’ve been writing a lot lately, reading a lot too, it feels like words are all that I have these days, it feels as though, I’ve been descending a staircase, a darkened staircase, and my aid, my torch is illumined by words. The words, I hope, do not confuse me…

Oh!

Great hero,

Of the cosmos,

I beckon,

You,

Will you save me,

When I can no longer,

Save myself,

When I no longer have the strength,

To carry this,

Darkness,

This sadness,

I’ve been harboring for,

Quite some time,

Will you be there,

Will you appear before me,

To…

Fiction,

This world,

Of,

Fiction,

What,

Can this,

Say,

Of ourselves,

This world of fiction,

Is simply,

A reflection,

Of,

Our,

Very being,

You draw upon sources,

From the Within,

And create a story,

From the Without,

The fiction,

Becomes the Real,

Believe it strongly enough,

And perhaps,

A fairy,

How else,

Can I express,

My love and devotion,

To you,

Other,

Than telling,

You,

I do,

I do accept,

You,

Into my heart,

My very,

Core,

My very concepts of me,

Shall be dispelled,

Through,

Your,

Spell,

I do,

Give you my heart,

Rip,

This very heart,

Out of…

In the vast ocean of possibility,

It is far too easy,

To become,

Overwhelmed,

By all,

The myriad things,

And so you drift,

You drift,

And drift,

With no particular,

Destination,

However,

Is this so bad?,

To decide,

To not,

Let yourself,

Be,

A puppet,

Of sorts,

To watch the…

Mushroom

In my head stories,

Unfold,

Rather,

Preposterous ones,

Fantasies,

Questions,

Longings,

Complications,

But You,

Have reminded me of the simplicity of it all,

Simply,

Be,

The mind,

Will think,

Attempt to understand,

But with no,

Ultimatum,

Nothing

To

Give it

Solace,

Silence is what it seeks for,

But through equations,

But the equations,

Only lead to more calculations,

Which ceaselessly spiral,

With,

Seemingly,

No end.

Put an end

To this,

By accepting,

The silence,

Seeing,

That Thoughts,

Do not have governance,

They try to fool you,

Well,

Let them,

But,

Tell them,

You cannot fool,

The fool,

And laugh,

For,

Your imagination,

Disillusioned you,

For a while,

A dream,

Of sorts you we’re in!

Still,

In the dream,

You are,

But now you are aware,

So,

The game,

Can really,

Begin,

Now.

Bruno Savoie

Hi, my name is Bruno and I enjoy life and it’s intricate beauty.

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