its not home as you normally think it, its that total wholeness of being we try all our lives to get back to, young & old, rich & poor, something impossible in this fractured, poisonous world but we try & yearn on regardless. & it always one step ahead of us, balanced on the tip of our tongues, suspended in a dream, somewhere out 'there'....most just marry that special no one to stitch up that gaping hole but im not sure it works, though its probably the best we can hope for. Am i making any sense?
its not home as you normally think it, its that total wholeness of being we try all our lives to get back to, young & old, rich & poor, something impossible in this fractured, poisonous world but we try & yearn on regardless. & it always one step ahead of us, balanced on the tip of our tongues, suspended in a dream, somewhere out 'there'....most just marry that special no one to stitch up that gaping hole but im not sure it works, though its probably the best we can hope for. Am i making any sense?
Its going to be a glorious day
"...we try all our lives to get back to" suggests we were once there, at one point we were "home"??
"...we try all our lives to get back to" suggests we were once there, at one point we were "home"??