I know where this road leads me but only if I start walking it
Day 2694, but only.
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Day 2693, drama.
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Thoughts are sometimes written in stone I just hope that it is with some drama
Day 2692, tied
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Even a recently tied knot is often hard to untie
Day 2691, tied down and free.
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You might say that the rope that ties you down needs to be cut for you to be free but can we be free while not tied down why not cut down what the rope is tied to and use this rope to tie yourself after you float for a while to a next anchor because we are not free in this storm it’s the anchor that gives us the freedom to stand still and not be free like a playball tossed around between the waves that rule
Day 2688, kneel.
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I don’t kneel down for you it’s just that I can’t get up anymore
Day 2686, taught us.
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I wondered standing in an ancient landscape if the shape of a mountaintop the recognition the rush we felt of almost home has taught us the love for the shape of our loved ones and the feeling of being home
Day 2685, wander.
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I wonder what drives wander around in me
the one I feel alone in nature
Is it the distance of open pastures
prey at the horizon your food
or are the clouds fleeting over
contrasting in silence the time you no longer feel
is it the contrast between thinking
and not
I wander
Day 2684, follow.
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I ran down the mountain and on my right the trees seem to follow me but it was just an endless row of the same even when I stopped
Day 2683, valley.
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It is a long time ago that I walked through those valleys where I saw the mountain I know so well I live much higher looking back close to a path to my top from here I can just see those valleys where I roamed in those pasts and wonder before I reach that maybe my top has another side another view valleys in between
Day 2680, can you.
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Can you see through the ripples the world around when you are looking down in reflection
Day 2679, you can.
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You can wonder if a camouflaged knot is still a knot
Day 2678, tied up.
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I will never be chosen first because I am tied up
Day 2677, pendulum.
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It is pretty transparent how you sit there high and dry you would almost dream of a just afterlife for a payback but also there I imagine is right the choice of a pendulum hanging from a high point
Day 2676, do you.
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Do you know what you lost belongs to where you found it
Day 2673, stay?
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If you step away ever so slightly you may turn around to see what’s left of what the others already can’t see the imprint you lose if you want it to stay you have to stay
Day 2672, fantasy.
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Is a memory of a long-forgotten trip to a faraway side better than a fantasy of a journey to where you want to go even if you never go
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