You vs. Me vs. Me vs. You
We sat backs to the busy world, its vibrating hustle unknown to our energy. Endless wildflowers nestled into a forest backdrop, we meditated in deep synergy.
The tiny rocks displaced by busy cars on gravel roads mimicked their place in their own time and space – unsettled and bound to relocation by influence – congruence – illusions – battling continual confusions.
Dislodged, their desires projected them onwards down paths with no destinations on roads filled by them. Them, all of them, together, seamless. A constant competition. A mission, to dish them towards the pedestal of the purchase condition.
A lions pose, birds pecking a tangled mane, a trance undisturbed, like blood through a vein. Meditation to ease ones pain. A route to travel, an old car down a new lane. Reaching upwards water, sun, spirit. Out the ground a summer season fine grain.
