|"City Philosophy" by LonelyPierot|
Thursday, October 4, 2012
Philosophy stands firm in this world but contradicts that of greater importance. “The heart.”
Thoughts pile up in this sunny atmosphere. Affection takes a different tone. Like philosophy it has become rigid, unchanging, yet ever-wanting.
In the tune of affect, my logic fails. Explanations lose themselves amidst a sea of confusion.
This field before me erupts with emerald waves filled with lovely hands to pluck my heartstrings. Still, the vibrations come from so far away that my body surely does not feel anything at all. Only certainty claims the smiles of those trapped in the bulk of the tiny tremors.
They feel all that they wish and care not for other destinations.