Monday, August 23, 2010

The Bond (poem thingy...not sure what to call this or if it's done)

Thoughts make us similar; not that they are the same in all, but only that they are had by all—the stem of every idea rooted through a thought.  However, a thought cannot be if it remains hidden in the dark, never surfacing, because of a frightening appearance or the timid nature of the beholder.  Release.  Thoughts connect us with one another, causing us to confide, creating a tangibility of both: originalities from the mind and new physical interaction.  This sharing makes a person readable, relatable; letting loose what is available within…to bond.


*Not really sure what I was trying to do here...just kinda thinking out loud and typing.

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