Musing
Once in a while you get to meet people who might seem to be ordinary at first sight but go to show extraordinary qualities over the course of time. People who amaze you, who inspire you, who make you redefine your thoughts, or perhaps even your personality. These people cross your path for a reason and even long after they have gone, their trace will linger, whether in memory or in daily life.
One of those people is Mike, such a wicked mind. The beautiful text below is his writing. Simple words, but brilliantly put.
One of those people is Mike, such a wicked mind. The beautiful text below is his writing. Simple words, but brilliantly put.
So long dear friend, I hope to hear from you again.
On the eve, I feel what was reality begin slipping into memory, where it shall reside until the end of infinitum. Stumbling out of bed, exhausted from racing thoughts, I wonder, why wander?
Somewhere, somehow, for some reason; we travel.
We seek the awe of monuments from ages past, and bask in the hustle, bustle, and hope of the cities of tomorrow. As we discover the size of the world at large, we realize the sanctity of the tiny place we call home. And when we're lucky we ingest the wisdom of the seasoned, and reflect the playful glee of the young.
We search for those single fleeting moments when hearts connect, and then realize we'll remember it forever. We travel to gaze the vast open sea, looking out and asking, what, exactly, is the key to unlocking the confines of a closed mind?
Sometimes we go seeking the Truth of it all, to "see it ourselves", only to realize how many of our own lies we brought along. So we carry on, our bags light but our loads heavy in responsibility; armed yourself with a pen, can you really disarm another?
The short term relationship ends with the long distance train, just as the bright golden rays arrive to illuminate the gloom of departure. Had we not just found ourselves lost in the rain?
Together we left, but separately we continue on. Million-dollar smiles greet you from poverty-stricken curbs, unknown strangers sharing knowing nods; we can do this. You went to inspire, but it all comes back with you.



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