risa story

Need to get out from my big ego self.. Destruct and reconstruct my logical mind.. Dont believe my assumptions.. Acknowledge my ignorance and sins.. Dare enough telling others I know more.. I am in amazement..who am I?

For years I had tried my best to shut down.. Keep putting spaces between words. Shut my eyes and fuss meanly to my ears not to listen. I was afraid of details.. They could highlighting boldly.. Blinded and yet honest. Prefer to see up to clouds and sky. Ask my feet to fly. But you make me.. To detaily - talk about love.. See us and not ignoring our moments.. And your arms keep me from flying. I need love and us.

walking through time, places.. listening patiently.. who i am without heart and eagerness to listen

i don't like words...they can't tell you honestly the love and my feelings.. the fears..of being far and not have you in my arms.. my experiences and my humanity.. your experiences and my wings. how could we have names and have these.. “Sell your cleverness and buy bewilderment.”  ―  Rumi ,  Masnavi i Man'avi, the spiritual couplets of Maula

About ambition, the best friend of fears The need to control..eagerly want to ask others to see with my eyes. Diminish the other thoughts.. I am worthy than you.. Smarter but complicated with bunch of vested interested. Nearly finish build my throne of nothing. Yes its time to say to myself Be simple, stupid!!!

Lots to say to you.. My head and heart are so crowded with beats and bits of feelings and thoughts. But no words want to help me. So I keep quite and hold you tighter in my arms.. I love you.

I met myself last night.. Smiling back.. and I was in tears.. Because in seconds I heard secrets..