The immeasureable and boundless fragments towards the mindful and noiseless triumph.
The effervescent light between paths in existence.
Tangible and intangible for the chosen on a play that doesn’t air.
All along, the firefly was guided to the unseen land. And in between, it meets souls whom it has never imagined. For it gives chapters-scenes- frames-and-breaths, lives.
Oftentimes it happened on a one long page or in a blink of an eye.
Oh mind playing tricks, the strange times also happened.. when you flip pages through pages and you caught yourself between the unimaginable, unpredicted, and unknown blanks..
Life. Spirituality. Science. Childhood. Hopes. Fiction. Nature. Stories. Human. Emotion. Trait. Passion. Vulnerability. Virtue. Love,
At some point in life, in these ongoing scenes and chapters, the strangest and oftentimes the scariest, to be able to cross paths to some of the chosen,
it feels … alarmingly heartwarming
