Aqua-tipped feathers.
6/24/03 10:12 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
alasanonThe moment is new and freshly set in your mind
You've reached a place standing between sea and sky
Now comes the hard part, the tough choice--I can't lie.
Should you start swimming, or would you rather fly?
Everything feels lovely to me, quiet and calm, but in a state of unstoppable gentle rocking motion. The bad things that happen can't be outweighed by the good, not right now. Even when the flea bites, when the mosquito stings I am unhappy, which still happens sometimes at Something Awful in the A.M., I know I can sleep and wake and it'll be gone. But unlike some occasions on which I've found myself feeling this peaceful, it doesn't seem still and silent. It's quiet, yes, but the wind is still blowing, the earth continues to spin, and people around me continue to change. Things continue to occur to adjust my view on the world, and usually in more positive ways.
There is no devil between me and the deep blue sea, and I can jump in if I like, or, if I prefer, I can take off and soar.
Editor's Note: There is a distinct lack of 'irate' in this passage. This should be rectified at leisure, or not, perhaps. Either way, this mood is decidedly inaccurate.
You've reached a place standing between sea and sky
Now comes the hard part, the tough choice--I can't lie.
Should you start swimming, or would you rather fly?
Everything feels lovely to me, quiet and calm, but in a state of unstoppable gentle rocking motion. The bad things that happen can't be outweighed by the good, not right now. Even when the flea bites, when the mosquito stings I am unhappy, which still happens sometimes at Something Awful in the A.M., I know I can sleep and wake and it'll be gone. But unlike some occasions on which I've found myself feeling this peaceful, it doesn't seem still and silent. It's quiet, yes, but the wind is still blowing, the earth continues to spin, and people around me continue to change. Things continue to occur to adjust my view on the world, and usually in more positive ways.
There is no devil between me and the deep blue sea, and I can jump in if I like, or, if I prefer, I can take off and soar.
Editor's Note: There is a distinct lack of 'irate' in this passage. This should be rectified at leisure, or not, perhaps. Either way, this mood is decidedly inaccurate.
