The thread about literally nothing OO

But my words, like silent raindrops fell
And echoed in the wells, of silence


The most amazing one I dreamed of finding was fashioned out of a natural cave, it was fed water from a deep underground source. The cave was important because the water smelled of sweet sweet flowers...

anways when I stumbled upon it it was a finished chamber, with beautiful, almost seamless stone work, like others. In the far corner was the basin shaped well, very shallow, perhaps only a foot or more deep, and around it the ground was bare, with room for two to lay next to the well, and directly behind that carved in a dark black stone was the statue of a woman, she wears a crown of light and flowers cover her body..around her too the ground is bare and earthen..

When you sit and look in the well, the stars slowly show themselves..how that is so, I do not know...it felt like a clock, just me the water running slowly, and the echoes of time, in a pool of dark water

/end dream


interesting memory

that sounds nice

It is nice.

Like most, I’ve lied to protect myself. I’ve lied to protect others. I’ve lied to protect other’s feelings, a lot. But more than anything I’ve lied to myself. And as long as I denied my self from being myself authentically, it left me open to be triggered and controlled by others.

something perhaps I should think on

Were you woken up early too?