Held behind bars, not of steel but of our own making.
With the expectation of sensory evidence
we remain closed off from those things
that would otherwise enable us to stroll through stardust
and swim to bottomless blue depths.
That which we imagine is not mere imagination,
but rather a memory of that place
from which we've come and will some day return.
Let us not be prisoners.
Rather let us step through walls and railings.
© Rachelle LeCount
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"The World I Know"
by Collective Soul
Lyrics:
Has our conscience shown?
Has the sweet breeze blown?
Has all the kindness gone?
Hope still lingers on
I drink myself of newfound pity
Sitting alone in New York City
And I don't know why
Are we listening
To hymns of offering?
Have we eyes to see
That love is gathering?
All the words that I've been reading
Have now started the act of bleeding
Into one...into one...
So I walk up on high
And I step to the edge
To see my world below
And I laugh at myself
While the tears roll down
'Cause it's the world I know
Oh it's the world I know
I drink myself of newfound pity
Sitting alone in New York City
And I don't know why..don't know why...
So I walk up on high
And I step to the edge
To see my world below
And I laugh at myself
While the tears roll down
'Cause it's the world I know
Oh it's the world I know
So I walk up on high
And I step to the edge
To see my world belo
And I laugh at myself
While the tears roll down
'Cause it's the world I know
Oh it's the world I know
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Now I want to comment on something:
I was thinking this morning, back to summer vacation, and how I have a kind of hankering to go back to Zuzu's Petals Rock Shop in Helen Ga. The place gave me a nice feeling when we were there.
Something about that place. Just can't quite figure out what it is, other than to say there's a happy feeling to it. Maybe it's just me and the way I perceive and experience things, or maybe it's the lady who runs the shop or all those nice stones and gems and cyrstals. Or perhaps, it's the combination of those things. Whichever the case, I like the vibes. There's something there that I, personally, experience as a little more magical than just rocks.
Backlinks - ZuZu's Petals: July 6, 2010
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