❁ A Thing of the Mind ❁
What we call our love is a thing of the mind. Look at yourselves, sirs and ladies, and you will see that what I am saying is obviously true; otherwise, our lives, our marriage, our relationships, would be entirely different, we would have a new society. We bind ourselves to another, not through fusion, but through contract, which is called love, marriage. Love does not fuse, adjust- it is neither personal nor impersonal, it is a state of being. The man who desires to fuse with something greater, to unite himself with another, is avoiding misery, confusion; but the mind is still in separation, which is disintegration. Love knows neither fusion nor diffusion, it is neither personal nor impersonal, it is a state of being which the mind cannot find; it can describe it, give it a term, a name, but the word, the description, is not love. It is only when the mind is quiet that is shall know love, and that state of quietness is not a thing to be cultivated.
A Beautiful Day
I wanna keep the day forever treasured in my heart and mind, forever that I wish I will always feel it glowing. Each glow representing that feeble memory but was the sweetest of all. Beautiful things I did today before calling it a day. The kush. . . you would wish we shared the day experiencing what was offered that made this beautiful day. The mash up and turn up representing my urge to avoid the negative display- The enemies attitude of mixing black add grey, and disrupt the charging prey making the predator become a menace in a day. I wish I could offer a hand for those who've been having a strange day. Walk with them till we reach to that point of the day where we eat and sip appreciating the beauty of a beautiful day..After that fall I fell i had to hide that painful yell back in the day before I remembered my believe would offer some cover and hide my scars before calling it a beautiful day.
By Evan Maina