The fight to keep your head above water can be a tough one sometimes.
It is when the water level is over and higher our heads that we can usually focus on what really matters. Afterall, submerged is what we are just before coming to this world. And from there on, no cord is there to attach us to anything. Free...
I've got no strings
To hold me down
To make me fret, or make me frown
I had strings
But now I'm free
There are no strings on me
There are no strings on me!
From "Pinocchio"Music and lyrics by Leigh Harline and Ned Washington
Soundtrack "Avengers:Age of Ultron"
How many times have we been offered the fruit of jealousy... Flown to us in the wings of fear and tempting doubt. Leaving all in dreadful paralysis, accepting the tastes and flavours of imagination.
Surrendered and abandoned, we fall prey to our demons.
It is, though, the first time I see it represented properly, for it is so often mistaken with envy.
Thitipon Dicruen aka xric7
It has been indeed a longing for a return. I could speak of frozen landscapes, darkness, or even use many adjectives without getting to the point.
A higher sense of things urges, and it is from darkness that the light is brighter. The fire within that makes your eyes glow in the grasp of conflict.
Not anger, not fury, not berserker, though instead an elevated perception that comes from accepting all as it exists and for what it is.
Dark warrior, this is your nature.