It is in the moon that we seek, but on the star we fall upon, and no wrong in seeking. but to what extent it is a dream or is it real?
And perhaps such naive thinking and desire that we mortal wish to be in possess of never will exist.
Such young and folly mind you have up on your neck supported by your cervical, just one tiny little snap and you will breath your last breathe on earth.
And if only life can end so easily with a snap on the finger; without experiencing the toll of life, and the treacherous path that we must tread before our spirit leave this mortal shell.
Posted on Thursday December 29th
