So, if you had the say of the sun and the sum of why you did as you hid, you may bid for fun on why it was. Some days you just have to get it out and not let anything get you down. Just let it all flow like a canoe riding, floating on the gentle waters down stream to the lake of your subconscious sensorium. Time is an endless journey, but is powerless to the strength and stimulus of your mind.
Even as we turn around every 24 hours to see our futures rising again, regardless of how futile we are against the galactic clock, we must recognize that when we see our future laying before us in whatever form of communication, whether it be verbal, bodily, a minute esophagus fable, a subtle quiver of a lip or even just the eyes. We cannot push time forward, we only have the ability to guide time through the channels of our life set in motion by time itself from the beginning of time. When that was? Who is to say? Definitely not us tiny beings. It would be like that of the tiny splash of our tiny hands in the birdbath changing any one person or one event's outcome.
The feeling of not having to try anymore is an overwhelming sensation of virtual weightlessness that comes over you at just the very thought of your happiness realized. The reality of your realization will not be told or seen, but felt from within as if by some force of telekinesis where your mind just knows and your body feels as though it had become hollow. The emptiness of happiness is strange in the way that you feel just as empty as when the heart is broken, but without the soulful collapse of your inner spirit. Your inner spirit is there to keep form of your outer body while the soul stays boyant.
As of the end of this post I am currently listening to "The Inharmonic Heater
" by Nerthus from the album "Nekton Falls, Disc 2: Users
" 2006 some great noise ambient kind of in the style of "the Digital City" as listened to in a previous post. Here is the what of a traditional Nerthus for your education.
