And since you know me, so far, you maybe won't mind if I may take a little dive here and now:
As you might know me by now of how my hair can go up in anticipation of prey by an electrostatic presence of unusual kind and how my enquiring nose might get just tingling with its 27 thousand LED diodes when I sense and see that, as within this beautiful realm, that something suddenly ain't there anymore.
As it's related to the areas of the very digital dominance I find myself, oh so too often embraced by, and within, and as what was once there but now gone missing, once also appeared on the shores of the virtual world, that was, and maybe just for me and myself, like a beautiful shell that I saw there, emergent in here and now, in this majestic seashore sand, and which I still saw just a moment ago, but then, a moment after, and for yet unknown reason, I temporarily looked away.
In that moment, when I looked away, it might have been for a beautiful body of the rising sun that I just saw on the horizon, and a silhouette of the most beautiful woman one could have ever imagined, who just passed beside me on her usual morning routine, a jog and a run on this divine beach for the distances she can make, yet unknown.
But now, and since I saw that the beautiful shell is gone, it seems to me that the wave of time, which is quite strong, must have sucked the beautiful shell back into the ocean. And while my imagination is restless, and because of its mysterious beauty it might be, and at this particular moment, in this humble innocence, I am.
I am, but ready to walk freely into the ocean, if the time permits. I am, but ready to jump into the surf, into the broken waves, quite strong. And, I am, but ready to swim deep and the deepest, and for long, if not forever. I am, but ready.
Someone once gave me a promise which I will always deeply respect. I heard that promise when listening to that beautiful shell. She whispered the very promise into my innocent ear. The promise sounded in words of the deepest ocean. And her I could understand. The promise was in language so close. So dear. So profound and all embracing.
She has passed beside me, just a moment ago, on this divine beach, on her morning routine, on her morning run, jogging. Her body was not made only of jelly. But I could feel her, so close. And her body, vibrate.
She also signed her name under the postcard I received to another address once. On the postcard a picture of this very rising sun. Of this moment. The postcard arrived in the past. And definitely, it pictured the future.
And I hear its promise deep and throughout my vibrating body. It resonates deeply within me. So I decide to go, and not to wait any longer, not even for a moment, without doubt I am and am to decide here and now. I'm jumping in! Clothes off into innocence I will find her today. I feel like it now. I will find her today. It feels like a mystery unachievable, but worth a try. I will dive into this ocean, I will dive now, into this moment, into this morning, into this depth and deeply into her being, into the sea. And the sand, powerful waves and the magnificient ocean are with me, and until she ain't back, and until she ain't back here and now, with me.
This beautiful shell. This beautiful moment. This innocent beauty. This ocean within.
Thank you!
Wishing you all a prosperous, illuminative and life abiding new year!
And don't forget your glasses. Tchin Tchin!
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Titled: Do not forget your glasses, wise man, tchin-tchin!
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