beautiful thoughts

I am spinning right now. I dont know why, but everything seems to be shape shifting, going from past to present, up and down, back and forth, still to unstill. Perhaps it’s living alone that’s catching up to me, but I think there’s more to it. I enjoy the peacefulness of living solo even as I keep a few friends handy and a girl or two closeby. What is it then?

I walked outside now in a night unlike any other. I am not one to describe beauty as I see it, but lately I have been obsessed with it. I love beautiful objects, beautiful people (especially women), beautiful places. I love beauty. That is what I felt tonight, that is what I saw, and that is what I breathed in- beauty. I looked at the desolate streets that are normally filled with loud neighborhood kids during the summer, now to only be slightly brushed by the falling autumn leaves. The smell of the ocean and the moisture of the breeze coming from the great mass of water in front of me made me weak. It made me feel helpless and lost in this world of unending and terrifying beauty.

Raking my thoughts in a pile of cohesion, I pluck the lusturous ones like those autumn leaves that catch always your eye. Even our thoughts can be beautiful; they can be profound; Mysterious; and pensive as they allure us to the temptations of lifes’ beauties. And Sirens they may have been for Odysseus, the ocean and the silence they are for me…