In my head I have this filter. Its a truth filter.
Not a filter like an air filter, but an orb of bright energy that filters my thoughts and sorts them into truth, imagination and everything else.
Its really interesting because I have slowly built this armor of ideas, books, thoughts, writing, art, and words that protect me from all the things that could hurt me. Only once have I taken it off, and when that happened my orb of truth twindled into almost oblivion.
I lost my filter for what I thought was acceptable. I lost my guide of truth.
When I finally put the armor (the ideas, thought, words, and books I used to read before) back on, my orb didn't return as normal.....it had changed....my filter was not what I remembered.....it was like I had to build its energy back up, I had to start fresh and reteach it what it already knew.....what I thought had been truths seemed irrelivant, seemed inconcievable as truths.....
God, what I have I done I couldn't keep from thinking I lost who I was......but then my orb, my passion, my truths started to seem so much clearer.....and I realized, I was never lost, I had just lost my focus....my reason....
Life is normal again.....
those who have never missed the ones they love had never loved them at all
Not a filter like an air filter, but an orb of bright energy that filters my thoughts and sorts them into truth, imagination and everything else.
Its really interesting because I have slowly built this armor of ideas, books, thoughts, writing, art, and words that protect me from all the things that could hurt me. Only once have I taken it off, and when that happened my orb of truth twindled into almost oblivion.
I lost my filter for what I thought was acceptable. I lost my guide of truth.
When I finally put the armor (the ideas, thought, words, and books I used to read before) back on, my orb didn't return as normal.....it had changed....my filter was not what I remembered.....it was like I had to build its energy back up, I had to start fresh and reteach it what it already knew.....what I thought had been truths seemed irrelivant, seemed inconcievable as truths.....
God, what I have I done I couldn't keep from thinking I lost who I was......but then my orb, my passion, my truths started to seem so much clearer.....and I realized, I was never lost, I had just lost my focus....my reason....
Life is normal again.....
those who have never missed the ones they love had never loved them at all
Glad life is normal again.