Waking, Yawning, Lingering...
Waking moments can be good or bad. When it finally dawns on you, it can take the mystery out of life..but it can also lead you to new places. Some people think that when you wake, things are clearer. But I believe the opposite to be true. Only in a sleeping state can the subconscious roam free and clear, with the precision of a liquid knife. Think about those moments when you've come to a brilliant deduction. They're from that leviathan, deep below the conscious... Things are always happening down there. It would be nice to have a stronger link with it when you're awake..then it'd be dawn all the time....
Often times everything gets away, something you wanted, something you had. Mistakes and memory loss, the stuff of pure annoyance. Aside from death though, things are usaully not gone forever. They won't be the same, but if you go from what you've experienced, it's possible. I know it's hard to learn. But it's one of the best feelings known to man...or woman for that matter. Anyways, you've got to learn, you have to..otherwise, what's the point? May as well be a barnacle..forget about it...
It's that one wonderous potential idea, coruscating in the distance, that keeps me going..or at least, so I tell myself. I must tell it, find it, make it mine. And if I manage to do that, there's always another one. I'm sure of that. One can never figure out too much. You can KNOW too much..but learning never ends.
The first light, breaks the egg. The morning gust delivers. Some awake and some still sleep, but very few remembers...back when time was nothing, and morning still is black. You can't escape by running, you've got to wander back..
to the Path