FAR OUT..
Be in the world, materialistic clutch or the self.
I would deliberately pull away and it wouldnt be romanticism, it would be me breaking free off the moment. I would snap back in the present keeping the distance away. You would see me standing happy away from you, you would curse me on the outside because you are unable to loose yourself away and I always manage to drift off. That is how I define detachment, n., "Being in the moment and not being in it the next".
It is like keeping the sentence incomplete mid way or keep staring at the presumed half-painted wall in the dark or withdraw when you are about to kiss him with closed eyes. It is terrible. These incomplete things are terrible.
Amidst your grave thoughts, I would think about you and cherish the undetached moments. Atleast, I wouldnt keep you on the blind side. I wouldnt let you know but I would glance back at you in the opposite direction standing afar, unapologetically. I would want to hold interactions for long. I wouldn't move my soul instincts away. That is how I define detachment, n., "Being in the moment and not being in it the next, to come back more intense than before".
Into the wild and hollow.
"'Far out,' said John Denver as we angle down a path to... .... .... ..
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