William Garza
Veteran Member
- Time of past OR future Camino
- Camino Frances, The Jakobsweg
No man is an island
Until they are empty
Then man will gaze upon him in wonder...or fear
How did he do it?
Or
The unknown is there..and I fear to tread
Empty
We all have strings
Nature-nurture
Moralities- ethos
Truly empty,without the ties that bind us to the purely worldly is elusive as shadow
You can describe shadow, see it,point or out
But you dont touch it
Ethereal eternally out of reach
But we know it's there
Man will sever the ties when he has no ties left to loose.
A fevered dream...to let go and pour oneself out without fear into the aether without fear or regret... and find the quiet soul.
Then Atropos will cut that what was wove.
Your shadow
You begin to see that when your surrounded by light
There is no shadow to dog your steps.
Man fears when wonder is too great
Too...much.
All roads lead somewhere
No road leads nowhere
My roads have become clarified
Empty..is not void
It is not wanting to be filled-nor needs be
It is not fear-full... nor filled
It may be a perfect state
It is not
Deaf
Dumb
Blind
It is...quiet
And that is beautiful.
Pilgrim
Find your empty without fear
Without dread
It is not entropy
It is not expansion needing filling
Content within it's own space...it is nothing within the all.
It is the quiet soul listening to the silence and hearing everything
Be at peace
Until they are empty
Then man will gaze upon him in wonder...or fear
How did he do it?
Or
The unknown is there..and I fear to tread
Empty
We all have strings
Nature-nurture
Moralities- ethos
Truly empty,without the ties that bind us to the purely worldly is elusive as shadow
You can describe shadow, see it,point or out
But you dont touch it
Ethereal eternally out of reach
But we know it's there
Man will sever the ties when he has no ties left to loose.
A fevered dream...to let go and pour oneself out without fear into the aether without fear or regret... and find the quiet soul.
Then Atropos will cut that what was wove.
Your shadow
You begin to see that when your surrounded by light
There is no shadow to dog your steps.
Man fears when wonder is too great
Too...much.
All roads lead somewhere
No road leads nowhere
My roads have become clarified
Empty..is not void
It is not wanting to be filled-nor needs be
It is not fear-full... nor filled
It may be a perfect state
It is not
Deaf
Dumb
Blind
It is...quiet
And that is beautiful.
Pilgrim
Find your empty without fear
Without dread
It is not entropy
It is not expansion needing filling
Content within it's own space...it is nothing within the all.
It is the quiet soul listening to the silence and hearing everything
Be at peace