Forevour a grain in Space

A drop of sand I be
On the infinite shore
Always I will exist among many

I take on my place,
With the space I displace

Holding my shape
The algorithmic colours,
The Ascending, Descending and spiraling Lines
that compose my shape,
between the pockets of space that forevour lay between the all.

Longing to shift nearer
to close this space.

But with no legs to propel my form,
Constantly I am depending on the motion of others to shift me in my place
So that I may close this space and feel the comfort of a touch.

But every time the gaps between are removed as a result of my own inability to propel my form

I'm left wanting again.

Because it is not in the act of touch I long,
But in the action I Self Perpetuate to propel the Matter with my Force.

The Matter that,
Like a chain link,
Pulls with it the keys that have unlocked my force,

So that when I arrive and make contact
I know that I have retained my form.

Because tho I am but a mere grain in the sands of time,

I know that it is in the totalities of each grains journey
that propel the authenticity in the waves of our collective motion.

So in my individual form I will remain
Humbled and sovereign in this place,

In My Space

No longer will I arrive as a result
Only as a propelled pursuit.

This Christmas

http://urbanlegends.about.com/library/bl_ben_stein_christmas.htm

READ THIS ^

I wasn't sure what this was being passed around Facebook because their wasn't much in the comment box below it. But I read it.

Think for yourselves, develop your own way of living based on trial and error and not the accumulation of other peoples trials and errors, and be true to you. The you that lives in balance and harmony with their own selves and their own lives.

Not the you that you are afraid to be, and afraid to show, because you care what others will think of you. Having the title Christian, Muslim, Hindu, Buddhist, and Atheist doesn't mean that you miraculously have a clue, It means your searching for some form of definition to the universe.

Well the universe never asked for a definition, so stop trying to give it one and just watch the unfolding of its beauty that is beyond our word Devine with your eyes(seeing) and with your heart (feeling) and not your brain (defining)

I'll admit I've had my ups and downs with the matter, but no pursuit of personal truth is ever done in vain and for nothing. So Be Lost and Be found, Find Your truth shining beneath the layers of false truths, chaos, and illusions starting today. No one can tell you how so stop watching documentaries and posting quotes that you think will make you look better in the eyes of your peers in this lucid platform of space, and

Merry Christmas and God Bless you all sincerely down to the matter at the core of your being in the coming days/years/aeons.

A Matter of Seaing and Being

The mass joining of all the arrangements of molecules in a culminating cluster
In Time,
In the Physical,
As

One movement propelling forward in a chaotic shuffling order

Linear and erradict
Leaders in the movement, shuffling to the front and to the back,

For

It matters not.
All in this flux will participate in reaching the furthest stretches across the granular materially littered shores, emanations and reflections in opposition to their liquid form.

Sands look up and see their long lost selves in immaterial form.

Some Jump to rejoice in the reunion with their other halves, in the process being swept away and pulled back into the familiar space of the flowing void.

Others barely hold their ground wishing their friends and neigbours well in their pursuits.

Some molecules that managed to stretched beyond the furthest of the few before them became lost and seperated from the collective motion and remained with the form.
Dissolving completely and settling in the space between.

Others turn back, grabbing pieces along the way,
Returning to their places in the vast openness of the sea,
Where they will live and await another chance at another time when again they will go in pursuit,

Some will descend into the depths, destined to spend moments of countless reflection at the current above,

and others,

Journey back to the outer reaches to the shores of form where the far reaches await their discovery.