Floating on Clouds is Real!
Clouds, as we say it. Carry us from the worst shambles to the airiest, freshest and widest heights. Soaring above the fear-lines, uncasting the spells, closing your eyes to the soft breeze that caresses your entirety with its sweet touch. Could it sound any better if it were for real?
How would it feel to lose you in your liquid, free self and break apart from all the perspicacity people carry in their heads. How about sewing your skin back when their heinous looks tear you apart, letting ooze the ‘protected’ substance In you. How about strengthening the radiance of repulse and once again, protecting your beautiful soul as it glitters under your skin.
Floating on clouds, defying your fear-lines are no different than casting the spell ‘back’. Its more about moving deeper to your core and reminiscing the materiality God created you with. So how can it be so carelessly tackled that its easier for just about anyone to mangle it up and tie you in huge knots, not letting you stand straight.
How can someone take control of your unique self and press all the wrong buttons, pushing you to your limits. How is it possible to survive so much hate in the air that as you breathe it in, you become an epitome of hatred yourself.
Why can’t people just float in their own clouds and still be accepted as their truest versions if not the best.
Nobody deserves to be thrown in a different world and muted like they don’t exist.
Nobody was created to be the best of all, or the conqueror of the planet. So what stands at the bottom of the base that gets stirred with the awakening of the tormented demons in us? What brings the non existent, ugliness to life as we try to hold onto life more seriously as we grow.
Maybe, the demons were tortured souls who slowly transgressed into their difficult selves, now wanting to avenge their plight upon the meek, and add to their wilderness fostering more hate and less acceptance.
Maybe, when all the doors were shut, there was open window that led them to their rage. Maybe that’s where they found their sanity.
And maybe, it’s about time, we open the doors and cool the heat down for better progression.
Try and Scintillize the aura with all our cloud beds walking in, and bathe in the goodness of all things good, making room for more.
