Romance of Grievance & Bliss

The thrill of Emotions.

A seemingly mindless post about nothing.

Yet, one must ponder about it, least a thought…

In the midst of experiences comes the realization…

experiences felt by you are nothing but a reflection of your mind.

Simply a facade of a controlled outcome that we possess.

Of all the grievance and lapses of bliss felt or seen by us, there exists just

one more…

A seamless experience unknown by almost all but visible to the very few

who dare listen to their thoughts.

The feeling of knowing that there exists no end to an already concluded 

plot. 

What then is the point of an experience if it is to be seen as such…

Indeed, there must be an answer to these thoughts which threaten my

mind with its arrows of insomnia deeply pierced into my guts.

For such one must conceive of an unimaginable cast to fulfill such 

a daring plot!

To sit and feel its touch

But listen and hear no words.

Indeed, the paradoxical nature of this emotion hints toward madness.

If It be so kind to haunt my thoughts with ease.

Yet, as I sit and write I experience a bliss which with such ease

puts my soul at peace.

I guess I am my own plot and scene for this Endless romance of

grievance and Bliss.

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