And Waiting
Being is waiting. Waiting with company makes for people in waiting, still having no choice in the matter we do it alone even in familiar company. Sitting quietly, going somewhere you wait wherever that my be. Yet awareness persists while at the same rate time unravels without mercy, alleviating your boredom by all means is necessary. Your mind does not take breaks, so why not Simply feel instead of wrestling with boredom, engaging in gratifying though potentially painful awareness.
The photographs are right in front staring amused at your predicament. The shutter released and for once you might have found the self, after all the self only belongs to mere existence... there... there... go ahead and pat yourself in the back, touching transcendence a possibility, now manifest in the form of an image. And after that truly amazing act of self you worry, there is a piece of you floating around shift-shaped into an image, what waiting means, took a step back to see, then felt because waiting and self take the same space you are in.
I learn to love, I love you.
Stoneridge 5/13/2019