surrealism divine madness My mind concocting eternal ideas contemplating perpetual memories Reflecting Meditating Passing moments Ever wondering Will I be alone in solitude without such isolation? Is it possible to admire a painting; to travel through my abyss; a deep void? Emotions, Desires; dangling through Urging, Penetrating Engulfing, Boggling I ponder… …and a vision appears in my pure sanity, my sanctuary brought from my divine madness; a burst of true hysteria, a dash of sincere insanity Bring me to relaxation, a delicious tranquility; beauteous harmony, hushed serenity. Scene II Taking in Grasping Colors dripping Metals melting Wood bending Step by step, flowers flowing from my footsteps Breeze blowing my hair as ribbons Underwater, my sacred silence. 040116 ... flowerock I like what's written here already! nice. sure_real sureal so_real when I get as close to the inside of the minds of the ones who are really "elsewhere" inside who allow their elsewhere to seep into the general reality. public_reality 140702 ... unhinged youngstown photographic_memory 140702 ... srealismas mca has an exhibit. two characteristics: materialism permission not judging. why would i? re_alisma a little more to the point of who i am, though, i had decided. srealisma just a slur, a turning of a word into a snakier one, more purposeful than the irrational ever seems to be.... 160130 what's it to you? who go blather from