Dreams

Guard your heart with all diligence, cos out of it arise all issues of life........

The wandering of the mind, and the issues they arose, like raising the dead from the grave, minds wander, more than a missing child, even more than a dog tracing it way back home or like a train off the rails.
The flesh we are made of, yes, our greatest weakness, even in strength, we still see weakness....our sight, ears and all the senses, a breeding ground for worries, our pains and past experiences; a reason to let the mind wander, but the events of yesterday wont always be solved by the solution of the past.

Dream and dreams, dreaming even while awake, that the day will come when that dream will manifest and that joy will come to be, that the mind may then have a resting place.that it may take a rest from this wandering, wish i could concentrate on this......

Sometimes, i really feel like there is nothing to be said even when there is a lot in my head............Thoughts become distorted, harnessing them seems like war.........There are several things i wanted to write, some are still floating in my head, some i have deleted from this write up thinking it was not necessary.....As such, you will never get to read them...

Dreams are just like that, not them all make it to reality....some just remain dreams like the thought in my head............Wish i could write them all but my mind is on a trail of something...........