The Journey

Picture courtesy of payaniga

Due credit goes to him for this beautiful picture 

and I thank him  for the permission granted to use this picture.

Another day, a different day

it is just another day but a different day

filled with memories eternally enshrined

the care the love the look the unconditionality

that lived for decades is now gone.

the twirl of thoughts, beyond help takes me to

I try to evade, yet the shadows of thought follow me still

impossible indeed the memories cherished

to simply vanish without leaving trails in the air.

it is just another day but a different day.

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Being alone and loneliness

Half of my life is spent being alone, and I enjoy that existence very much. It gives me time to ponder, to understand, to view and review life from many different angles.Being alone, I cherished that moment most and it gives me the energy needed, the motivation needed, the courage to fight off the fear and many more.But that doesn't mean that I don't have friends. I do have many friends, but only one true friend (Venus) who truly understands me, perhaps better than I understand myself. I appreciate her friendship very much.

But, it is the loneliness that kills me hard. It murders me out-rightly. In solitude I am one with the Universal Energy, called God by many. When I am alone, I am the thoughts, emotions and the desires that guide me to evaluate my presence here. But, in loneliness I am a dead tree. I do not grow. It adds pain. It adds worries.

Loneliness is a world totally different from being alone.It speaks a dangerous language. A slip into that can be fatal for many. Two powers that stands opposed to each other. One builds, another one kills.

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