the street is just the stage on which we imprint our reflections, those come from the heart, the mind. our desire is internal. we produce thoughts, we control thought patterns, our thoughts create energy, and energy has certain laws we know of and some we are just beginning to learn or appreciate.
how much does our daily routine support imagination, creativity? how much dulls it. what do you focus your thoughts upon and if you practice focusing your thoughts on goodness, gratitude, what will happen?
it concerns me that the street is taken so seriously.
we see the street, and we think, ugh, the street again. we don't always notice (if we live in an urban setting) the leaves with the sun light reflected through them, the magic colors in the abalone shell, the stars, millions and millions and millions.
"When you live in a world deadened by mental abstraction, you don't sense the aliveness of the universe anymore." -E. Tolle
we do. if we pay attention; and maybe that isn't important to some people. oh yeah, that reminds me of a story from my early days on facebook. RIP. the conversation represented awareness of self consciousness. love that. [always, non sequitor]
we want more time to dream.
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