my world

music
delving into it
as if it were a vast deep ocean
swirling
melody rhythm
emotions crescendo-ing
whirl
in my head, in my heart, in my soul
wow.

if you asked me what were the few things i couldn't live without
i'd say love
words, whether written, spoken or read
and music

getting lost. perhaps. but i don't really care.
it's wonderful

oh yes, and colours.
another thing i can't live without.

sort of enables me to paint my own world, all this.
wheeee

reality blocked out. lost in my own world. should i surface?

of course i always to in the end.
just enjoy it while it lasts.

one day it just suddenly hit me
how many opportunities i still have
how much time i can still use
how i have a wonderful life ahead of me
where i can do what i want
the way i want
and i suppose my purpose in life
is to die fufilled
and knowing that i've lived life to the fullest
and in the way i want
yes

finding direction, truth,
in some of the most strange places.
one of which is myself