Seventeen months, three days…
Or just walk at the morning’s come
It’s just that simple when change of mind has become inside you
It’s interesting -– this process of human adaptation. Combines of vibrant synthesisms born from heart and sense of mind ; a physical world, made of physics of matter, takes hold and snow plows change just as all that is materially around us moves and pushes itself, always.
Yet for some with minds of remembrance and memory, are able to reject in this order of things. In this situation two senses of reality that are normally in one will become two – leaving the body to whittle and whiten like the winter that Time has pushed upon its shell of brain, that lives in its inner with small senses towards physics.
Physics of cyclics and patterns that are hard in their truth and strength of knowledgeable rock, while sometimes the Mind can be soft with infinite fertilities and warmth. These two can clash as titans due to their respective differences...Or perhaps, work as one – Physics and Love.
It is the take of Time and Memory. It is the introduction of Reason to Dream.
[It is all a state of Mind.]
