posted on Jan, 20 2012 @ 09:32 AM
Now when I first wrote about this it was about the psychology and philosophy of letting go,
Or at least that was my intent, to share a view of the inner mind or as others have said.
“Love and pursuit of wisdom by intellectual means” I knew my words were embedded with inquiry and were not just a mere story. But much to my
surprise, the thread was rewoven by someone whose name remains unspoken.
The metaphysical question remains, why is it that each time a word is spoken somebody can easily spoil it and mindlessly turn it into
something that is broken.? Here I return it, to the place where it was born. Why? Who knows, who cares I suppose. All I will say is, WHEN I LET YOU