A Thought Train
:: Hey where does this train go... can I take a ride ? : It goes to mystic places. A little dark a little dreamlike a little deep down and then again a little high. Want to come along ? :: Yes. Show me. : Hold my hand then. Sit beside. Now close your eyes to see. :: Ready. : Shall we go ? :: Yes. : Start at the teens maybe. You see these two adolescents discovering each other ... body and mind. No soul searches yet. See them ? :: Hm. : Then in youth. Another station. Awkwardness of adolescence matured into evolved individuals. Each with possibilities but still choosing each other. They look lovely walking together... there. Can you see ? :: Yes I can. I do see them when I close my eyes. Now, then. : And then years pass by. They are full grown individuals. With unique identities. Seen the world and not unsure of anything anymore...good or bad. But they come back looking for certain something. Incomplete. Probably without ea...