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A Place beyond the Human Eye

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Every day I roam the lonely streets as thoughts fill my mind, so many people so many faces, too many memories of cities with lost souls and places.
I watch the skies as cloud formations take shape, and the forces of nature’s elements divide them into a place of escape. Not a day goes by when the angels above do not watch over me, not a sound do they make with their pure wings of light.
Within the realms of urban life people struggle to survive, consciously moving from one place to another, like worker bees within a hive. I look to see the beauty in things that are hard to see. I catch a glimpse of a shining star that guides the darkest part of me. And through the mist of a storm filled day, I notice the sun on the new horizon fading completely away.
In a place beyond the human eye, a world exists, where we never cry, a single tear is not shed and no one ever morns the dead. This stream of endless dreams falls silently and still, like a water fall of memories flowing down a hill. This island of long lost stories becomes a void of instantaneous pleasure; in which people can fly at will.
For all I am worth this place gives me a pleasure, worth more then solid gold. In this place beyond the human eye words are spoken to reach the young and the old. Every day I roam the lonely streets, as thoughts fill my mind. And I imagine somewhere where I can feel as one, a place within a place, where life moves along at a slower pace, and I can float on air with out a care where I go.
To wander through the cloud filled skies, sailing on a wind –swept ocean of hazy blue surprise. I gather my deep thoughts of an endless day, with hopes of finding a place amongst the stars, where time stands still, in a black dense space of liquid solution.
People walk around, with little sound as they watch the clear blue sky, hoping to find a reason why everything living, must surly some day die.

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