The Uber Rays of an Awakened Mind
The minute’s hand of my watch rises up against the number at the top once again, as it has been doing for the past three hours of my josh overloaded night. The noctilucent stars awake above have tripled in numbers since I last subitized. The instauration of the inevitable morning is presumably in process. And now I decide to pen down the essence of the journey I’ve made during the aforementioned time.
This insomnia laden night is a boon, for the multi-faceted pursuit of life is being comprehended by my mind during these surrogate hours. My open eyes stray in lush farms for the dreams to dance with the reality and the existent reality to sing with my dreams. This, to my mind, is the appropriate convergence of the eternal and the real, a realm that I now distinguish to be the underpinning of bliss; the bliss that has long called upon me from far lands of imagination and fiction.
For there are some dusks that never pass along… and the sleeplessness induced in the due process makes you wake up and realize a handful of invaluable and indefinable dimensions. The ones that bless your mind with an indulgent hint of emotions from the past, waking up an alluring wonderland that draws itself on the canvas of your imagination, making you realize how beautifully woven this portion of your existence is.
For me the cause of this sensation and this anxiety here being the positivity that I feel inside me for what lies in the future. This is the moment where a thousand years of unfathomable despair has withered off my shell to give rise to the sensation of sun radiating through my being. The triviality of life has eroded with the rain, which also puts an end to the tyranny of the dark clouds. I know not what lies afterward, I know not what will ensue tomorrow and I know not where this chapter will conclude; but I know for sure that beams of surreal cheerfulness shall carry the flags, while those people in my thoughts right now will bask in the glory of an understated delight that shall seize the day.
This insomnia laden night is a boon, for the multi-faceted pursuit of life is being comprehended by my mind during these surrogate hours. My open eyes stray in lush farms for the dreams to dance with the reality and the existent reality to sing with my dreams. This, to my mind, is the appropriate convergence of the eternal and the real, a realm that I now distinguish to be the underpinning of bliss; the bliss that has long called upon me from far lands of imagination and fiction.
For there are some dusks that never pass along… and the sleeplessness induced in the due process makes you wake up and realize a handful of invaluable and indefinable dimensions. The ones that bless your mind with an indulgent hint of emotions from the past, waking up an alluring wonderland that draws itself on the canvas of your imagination, making you realize how beautifully woven this portion of your existence is.
For me the cause of this sensation and this anxiety here being the positivity that I feel inside me for what lies in the future. This is the moment where a thousand years of unfathomable despair has withered off my shell to give rise to the sensation of sun radiating through my being. The triviality of life has eroded with the rain, which also puts an end to the tyranny of the dark clouds. I know not what lies afterward, I know not what will ensue tomorrow and I know not where this chapter will conclude; but I know for sure that beams of surreal cheerfulness shall carry the flags, while those people in my thoughts right now will bask in the glory of an understated delight that shall seize the day.
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