the chains of reality seemed to be so tightly secured on her that every ounce of imagination she had souring through her head became more and more enticing by the second. she drempt of nothing more then to be effortlessly floating through the air with the music of her heart blaring for the world to embrace. she drempt of freedom like no other. not the kind of freedom that you and i see through our eyes but the kind of freedom that we see through our minds. the kind that emulates the sensation of truly being happy. truly being lost in innocence and pleasure. the kind of freedom that makes you want to throw your hands in the air and giggle like you've never giggled before. when sun and moon are dancing in the sky and the stars are forever shining. the wind is perfectly caressing the earth, making it seem as if every tree and blade of grass is alive and dancing with you. this place with this freedom and this overbearing joy is the only place in the entire world where everyone gets along and loves each other because the secret of this place, the very thing that makes it so perfect, is that no one sees the outer you that you have worked so hard to create...they only see your unaltered true inner child. the innocence and essence of unconditional love is worn on everyone's sleeve. this place of such adventures where you are free to truly be yourself exists in everyone and everywhere. its up to you to find it. capture it. and never let it go. peter pan may never come to you window...but there are other ways of getting to neverland.
Monday, December 21, 2009
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