The following morning, the sea of emotions within me were calm except for a few waves that caressed the shorelines. As I made my way back into the metropolis, I decided music was not on the menu. Reflecing upon the mountain of work awaiting me as well as the souls that needed me like their morning caffeine, the decision was for me to turn my depth of perception within.
So then a thought came upon me ? Have you ever felt empowered by the restlessness around you. Really, what if I decided one day to take advantage of the blessings I have come to discover within?
I know I could never bring my self to ever hurt a soul for my own gratification. Everyone needs love and romance, and here I am standing in the midst handing out emotional support without return ?
What about the one in the crowd that you are confident will be the one that ends up playing you? Would I indulge my self in a pure game of cat and mouse, until all the emotions are laid bare before the sheets ?
For me the drive to work is my own therapy, the gentle sounds of the engine reminding me of the responsibility to provide the less fortunate. Suddenly thoughts arouse my attention and the question begs for an answer.
If the whore begins to truly enjoy her occupation and money is merely a means, Is this the turning point? Maybe I have reaced the point where listening is the equivalent. I derive my pleasures, from making people find closure and happiness within themselves and yes, it is a feeling of exhiliration. The emptiness within me generates completeness within them.
At the traffic light, I ask myself if it will be a cappucino at the usual spot, or if I should experiment. What really is the point of experimenting? I ask my self. This is my moment to be alone and to nourish me. I will cherish these precious moments alone, when employees, freinds, family, lovers and would be lovers are all kept at the waters edge. Yes, the day's labor wil have to wait, as I bask in the warmth of my forbidden thoughts...
Excerpt from "the night we called it a day"
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Monday, September 25, 2006
On November, 08, 2006 10:26 PM , onedevotion
from United Arab Emirates
said:
from United Arab Emirates
said:Dear Mais;
While I wish, I could write all the time, the inspiration is like the heart, I never know when love will come knocking on my door ! The piece you commented on is from the book I am writing, and I thought it would be fun to provide a sneek preview :)
Thank you for comming to visit my blog !
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from Egypt
Asalam 3alaykom,
"The emptiness within me generates completeness within them."
That's what happens to us too..completeness of ..at least the meanings!!
Provokative writer:)