if.....you...can....see....
- Alfred North Whitehead
There are instances when it seems that my mind possesses a mind of its own.
It flutters and descends and hovers and rises and zooms about vast fields of memories.....some as to acres of strawberry scented times ....and some as to hectares of dried barren sun soaked clay days.....
At pleasant trips, this "mind possessing mind" takes a pit stop to wishfully plant plans and languidly smell on yellow budding dreams powdered with pollen giggles and speckled smiles....
If I do nothing to rein in this mind being decked with cotton pink wings, I am afraid it would sky rocket boost beyond the planes of this dimension and uh' oh ooops I bet to that!...
Just think...shivers..if I don't command it to haaaalt(!!!)...by gollywags'...shame to Napoleon for the kingdom of Luxie extends faaaaar beyond the realm of this newly discovered earth like planet...
Thankfully though... me' mind being bows to my demands....
Luxie is sad you see.
Very sad.
Very very very saaad......
sad
This isn't often...thankfully...buuut...when she is this way.....
her mind pirouettes free....
A cerebral spin crashing on the most deserted island of doubt and fear, where black ominous clouds blanket the shadow of fang faced mountaintops, and specters of gloom ravens filled with the spirit of evil hunger pick on the mutilated carcasses of lifeless sacrificial cows!!!!!!
But then..... ( breath)
the light in me tries desperately to fly after the mind flying Luxie....
to rescue it back...
back..back...back...back...back....
back
oh' back.......
to this lush illuminated logic of a land that...
we all mind possessing mortals...
can visibly
see...
(ps: actually...me' just 'ave the cramps and wanna' munch on a pack of Hershey Nuggets....got any eh!? :)
( "Grazin Cow" photo by Luxie kiddo' 2 )
