Am I coming in clear? Can you hear me out there? For all the world, and all the universe, I hope you can. I send this to you this day, so that you may understand.
With me? With the world? With this very existence on this small blue dot? I don’t even know anymore.
What’s on your mind?
The words I would speak aloud? Or the words only my conscious has ever heard? I can’t tell you how many times I have had to defy my own will in order to keep from saying the words dancing on the edge of my tongue.
Share your story here…
My story? You want my story on this blank canvas? My story is my own, but if you wish it, I may share it with you. Only if you promise no judgement, and no hate. Only if you promise you will listen with open ears.
All the words we speak, feel, think, and cherish in this life, can they really be requested in simple phrases? Can we real consolidate them to short blurbs of nothingness and send them out to the world without a bat of an eye? Are we really so far gone that none of it has any meaning anymore? Take a snapshot, and give it one word; you can’t. Stop asking for everything, but expecting nothing. If you want to give it all, share it explicitly, or not at all. If you want to keep it in, protect it, but don’t give it a chance to glimpse even the slightest bit of freedom and dull everything you ever knew.
Live without simple phrases. Live without consolidation. Live without mindlessness. Live free. Speak all. Feel all. Think all. Cherish all. This is life. Not 140 characters.