Somehow connected

another journal ~ I'm in touch with my melancholic muse ~

Dear Journal,

 

Sometimes my words and I are somehow linked. Yet I find it empty, like my heart is full of space. My brain works in different direction.  Thinking this and that… Wondering around, surrounded by people with empty faces. How can I live with such blank hope?

 

I fell asleep roaming around inside my head. Then I dream of a happy dream. Where I am smiling, a real one this time. Dreaming of a faceless person. Communicating as if we are connected. We eat, laugh, running around free and happy with each other’s dream. Those happy times put to a stop when I wake up. Another dream has end, now facing reality. Living the life on which is empty.

 

Yours truly,

 

Me

Author's Note

I'm in touch with my melancholic muse ~

Reviews

[CS]

You truly are in touch with the melancholy muse, dear one. You know, I think having these discussions with self are very valuable. Sometimes the two parts can feel seperate, the head and the heart. We often overthink what we feel, don't we? I can't tell you how many times I have fallen asleep while walking the halls of my own skull. But where would we be without those dreams of a better life than we were given?

Reality bites!

Always a pleasure to read your thoughts, dear pax. The muse can be a sad creature, I know, but it produces the greatest works when melancholy. That is the sacrifice as an artist.

Hugs to you my friend :)

[The dark story]

the very first line caught me. what i think is that, our soul is balanced only if our heart and mind are connected together, not tangled in the tiresome form. when the two heads in different direction, we eventually become melancholy and frustrated. yet our dreams helps provides us with those comforting smile, but indeed they are mere illusion, a dream, not reality

[Peter H]

claps , we all share that hope that one we'll find that person that adds this colour to our world , that one day that person will save us from our melancholy dispositions, really and truly there will be some anti christ along the way your story makes me feel somewhat secure to know that is not only i that feels this hopeless destitution and people out there are looking for the same thing i am .i loved this short story much applauded write .

[Androglossia]

Melancholic. Which apparently is your trademark. Spaces. You talked of space. But don't we all need space to make everything in place? Even thoughts need space. The heart needs space. Relationships need space. Life itself needs space. Can you imagine life without space? Everything will be entangled. Your thoughts will be and you will be insane. Isn't it scary? But- filling that space is necessary to get rid of hollowness and filling it is a choice. If we are going to wait for that once is a lifetime chance it might get all too late. And chances are hard to tell. Preachy? Because I knew these are the words of your heart. Nice prose.

[Ency Bearis]

A good introspection William. A good essay of revelation compounded to integrity who you are. Well penned my friend.

[Not Your Typical New Yo..]

Dreams have more meanings and better realities than real life.

[MOON]

Deep write Pax , often life seems devoid of meaning. Beautifully expressed.

[FJ Davis]

This mysterious post works, Pax, because it strongly impacts the reader; makes him or her experience some of what you felt when you wrote it.
Makes them feel!
That's the kind of word magic we writers and poets wield.
Riveting piece.

[Baby Ricochet]

Brilliant write Mr pax and congratulations on a #1 with this one. Outstanding work sir!

[captain]

Dreams are the only escape of this awful life, I hear yah! I understand this feelings very well.