oh my word.

never did know you could type up your blog post in 5 different indian dialects

imagine the surprise when your words turn into things you don't understand
and yet it would seem so familiar
as though the same muses
the same inspirations
contributed
to a different result
a catharsis of sorts
like a windmill that goes round and round
without knowing why
there are the ups and there are the downs
and being able to truly be there for every moment
to see and feel

makes all the difference that life holds

for what good is it
being all over the place
only to not remember
to not be remembered
to not be acknowledged
acclaimed
unappreciated
to have the moments pass you by
the confidante of memories
a privilege forsaken
life being the menagerie of emotions
of feelings
of hopelessness and of lost
of faith and of trust
of disappointment and anger
of rejection and frustration

of relief

life is all about the memories
make them at your own risk
place priorities that you may see where you really stand
ro-sham-bo your way to freedom
be liberated
live

find it all
store it up
like a collection
to view and peruse
at a later time

for truly
what else is there?

today's message was brought to you by the word: NEGLECT