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So I sit eating cereal


So I sit eating cereal staring at the sky with scrutiny. I close my eyes to see. 

If light did not exist we would all just be pure energy and matter. 

Take that idea, imagine a world with no illumination but that of our minds. 

In this place only actions are noticed, only words are heard.

Memories are retained only from an impact of love and support. 

So I sit eating cereal staring at the sky with scrutiny. I close my eyes to see. 

If my presence was listened to what would you hear?

First, relief. My voice and concern is calming. It is clear like a cold glass of water after a workout.

Next, my confidence. I express future goals paired with compelling plans for success. 

Speaking my mind and unfolding your ambition into a grand array of vibrant treasures. 

So I sit eating cereal staring at the sky with scrutiny. I close my eyes to see. 

If my thoughts appeared before you in a woven basket what would you feel?

Empowerment. My inner voice is encouraging and understanding of the most exotic people. 

You'd feel joy with my energy willing to help any lost spirit move forward.

Excitement; as if you were on the edge of a plane looking down at a million lives of people you have yet to meet. 

So I sit eating cereal staring at the sky with scrutiny. I close my eyes to see. 

Open your mind because looks decieve. 

 

 

 

 

 

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