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Poetry:
You know that feeling you get sometimes, ‘cause everybody gets it sometimes that feeling of utter exhaustion. It comes when you have pushed your mind and you body to the maximum and then the steam runs out. You know that feeling when the will, the drive and the passion are all present, but the strength isn’t. Like a 9 year old boy who thinks he’s the strongest man alive. But this isn’t just the body, no no, that’s just too easy, it’s the mind too, the mind continues to race harder and faster then ever, chasing something unknown. The soul is running next to your mind on that unending treadmill chasing what you don’t know, reaching so hard for what is unreachable. There is nowhere to escape from the running of your mind and soul, it doesn’t leave when you sleep, it doesn’t leave when you read, and it doesn’t leave while you’re watch this…You know that feeling?
But hey, you know a better feeling? The one that comes a little after that last one.. you know it when for whatever reason, whatever you are chasing is no longer so important that you get it. When in the morning when you rise, you can feel it in your bones, that feeling of relaxation, and relief, and respite. There’s something about that day when you wonder what exactly you were chasing after for so long and so hard.
The point is it doesn’t matter because, because it doesn’t matter because now you can breathe with ease, you can sing and laugh and love, and delight in the beauty of the trees. This is a wonderful place, at a super slow pace, with a stupid sappy grin on your face. This is nothing less that the best, what doesn’t matter is how your life is messed, because in the face of it all, you have found rest.
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