BEGINNING THE NEW JOURNEY

3/28/2011

New doors open as the pounding of old shut closed on knows. A new forum for evolution... the online journal of thoughts, feelings, and experiences. The bare naked soul to reveal the imperfections of harmony through feelings provoking mind to document into words.... feelings revolving into thoughts to later revolve back into feelings. Does my mind do a swell well job of transposing the emotional compositions of the soul's tides into words. Why does the equation of my soul need documentation of its imperfections on this journey of evolution in the first place?

As my marketing skills seem like dull drums from my perfection the few and far between that read this are just observing the re-harmonization of thoughts manipulating emotions to sound ideal or emotion manipulating thoughts to make it so they're not forgotten. Perhaps orchestrating rather than manipulating.

Anyway, welcome to my journey blog. The future entries may be less turbulent of random bouncing... but this one's for me. Enjoy the rest! or not if you choose. (;

3 Comments

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7/19/2012 10:35:43 am

Good job

Matthew Cummings

3/24/2013 06:30:01 am

Thanks for the support Yuri.

Matthew Cummings

3/24/2013 07:08:04 am

4 days short of a year since the last blog entry. Rivers of thoughts enough to fill the oceans since then have etched a new course.

There's been little visual evolution within this site and yet it has been calling for it deeply. Social media has worn me to move in a more private setting where the words may flow without the obligation to feel it has impacted or shifted someone's life in a transformative way. When posting on a social media wall feels like talking to to a wall... it is time to walk away into new uncharted territories. I don't know the truth behind the wall, but the feeling lingers a failed expectation to invoke transformation. For now, I will write on here removing the concern for perspectives gazing in on me. The concern is like a tie that has cast my words to be bound in chains...filters that begin to damn up the free flowing waters of thoughts dancing on winded memories.

Perhaps I'll catch I ride on the memories of dreaming forward and in looking backwards...I flow forth on a tidal rush of waves waving hello. Sometimes we dream of the future and sometimes we must enter the rivers of dreams past to cloak us in the waters of inspiration. The past dreams of the future and we are but a point on it waiting to get washed away from the place of neither here nor there. We might not know it...but we feel it in the core of our being.

And so a new journey feels beginning. Where I will be a year from now...I cannot see being amassed within the path. Yes great lessons for certain...but uncertainty remains within the life I would paint as ideal.

To expect a life of servitude without reward is to not reap the weights of disappointment for loves not obtained. I'll keep the door unlocked... not standing at open door waiting in the coarse winds of winter freeze.

Perhaps tomorrows emotions will write a different sight...but for now it remains.

BEGINNING THE NEW JOURNEY

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