the rippling end
of shining waves
like rain

if the words were real
and leapt off the line?

because you're skilled, or
because you have nothing else?

if they only lied to save your feelings?

if all it took were imagination?

if light weighed more than a thousand bricks?

             Upon the pier, the wind and absence
             gazing out, darkening all into an empty
             canvas or pond, canvas or chasm, why not
             both or nothing but it's too cold to stand
    
             Even stars bend from pressing distance
             but eyes can capture what hands only touch

if he truly believed,
the waves would hunger yet

I learned from the water,
You need to rock the boat,
To survive.

In order to keep in balance,
You must move against the waves,
To keep from going down.

When you reach the island shore,
Lay on the sand,
Staring at the blue backed sea,

Knowing you made it through.

Sailing ⛵️ in the life sea 🌊
  Travelling with the deep sea…
     Going far with the vast sea…
On the way sailing with;
       Gigantic creatures of sea….
Even with high waves;
      it still keep the calmness in sea…  
Neither the sorrow;
     nor the happiness,
              endure with the wide sea…
We just keep sail with the deep sea
Nor the destiny known;
       Nor the route seen so far…
We just sail with the waves of life sea 😍

If, in the environment in which we exist,
There is never not light shining -
Then the logical inference
Is that there is never either silence.

For instance,
There are one's own thoughts.
There is one's own heartbeat.
One's blood flowing,
One's own decay & growing.
Decaying which grows
From growth after growing.
The decay of the body's harmony -
Of its own regulatory systems.

Such things are solvable.
Establishing new order -
Liberating Nature;
Through Tranquility, Harmony.
But only through Harmony, Tranquility.

Time shows Nature - Kronos shows Gaia;
Nature shows Time - Gaia shows Kronos -
You are all undeserving,
You are all unworthy.

Think you're the only children,
Think you're only children.

I’m not thrilled of open water
I always liked my feet on dry land.
But the days are getting hotter,
I’ll have to deal with my toes in sand.

Dreams got me thinking of a sun
so hot it could toast my skin.
Stick a fork in me and call me done,
and let the feast begin.

Sometimes I think and sometimes I wish
that I had the courage to just jump ship,
and pray that the sirens
would guide me to the islands.
The water’s fine to take a dip,
do I have the courage to jump ship?
I’ll be searching for the sirens,
hoping I can still find them.

I get pulled in with currents of my emotion,
I gave up swimming as soon as it started.
Because who in this world can fight the ocean,
when it wants you to be departed?

Dreams got me thinking of palm trees,
leafs so big they create a world of shade.
Feeling of a nice summer breeze
cutting me up like a razor blade.

Sometimes I hope the fabric of reality will rip,
and that I gain the courage to just jump ship,
and pray that the sirens
would guide me to the islands.
Teeth are shaking just like my lip
do I have the courage to jump ship?
I’ll be searching for the sirens
hoping I can still find them.

I want to live amongst the waves shining
like gold paint,
but I’ll only ever find my silver lining
if I become an angel or a saint.
Yet I’ll hope that the sirens
can take my demons and blind them.