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Name:
Jimi
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Age:
47
Joined:
Jan 8, 2008
About Me:
In the darkness of the heart there is rain that falls upon every woman & man.
It dwells deep in the sounds of the chello strings that are played by ones hands.
Gentle winds blowing seeping through the cracks of the window pane.
In the stillness of the room; in the heart of this dark; I rest alone here.
From the light of the moon the silence visuals of the world stares back at me from inside a mirror.
In my mind I fine the depths of sound and sorrow is an unspoken treasure.
It relates to an emotional experience of my life that relinguishes in the heart forever.
To offer a secret prayer to redeem the soul of them who tryed to care.
The impossible expections were a burden that I could not bear.
The refind beauty of a slow moving melody the inner instruments play with million strings of sweet sound.
Looking for the deepest meanings of life that searchs for suffering souls that have fallen down.
Agony in the soul and the crack promises of imperfections within.
There will always be cracks all over life thats how the light get in.
In the mysterious half light I can do nothing here but sit & feel.
Trying to resolve the mysteries of solitude and desolation.
Is my mind in revolution of understanding or tragic mutual incomprehension?
In uncertain light there can be unusual beauty in understanding.
Shaping the unconscious order in a distinct universe in a distinct map of reality.
A heap of earth and despair wrappe around the face of humility in humanily.
Pain in the soul belongs to the realm of life mysteries that go beyond the world of reason on both sides of God's sanity.
Morning comes, sunlight fills the room with an orange glow of transquilty.
And the walls portray the colors of life rather than the dark stillness of eternity.
Time of life in the beginning for anything new is for us to learn.
We can not escape our birth and death and the infinite circles that we burn.
This eternal sorrow is eternal hunger of a unique fixation.
Resting alone, sitting in silence, calmness of the mind.
Are we the burn-out stars of our pass memories reflamed only by the stoical passions of vanished lives gone bye?
Yet there is still a part of me thats free to remember that certain day on the 5th of November
Hometown:
Las Vegas, Nevada
Country:
United States
Occupation:
Consultant
Companies:
Northbound Logistic Infrastructure Corp USA
Interests:
Boats. Philosophy
Music:
Everything
Books:
A Thousand Splendid Suns, The End of Poverty
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