I wonder what it would be like to be in another mind… think in another way… see through anothers eyes
I wonder what it would be like to love… feel the light and laughter of another heart… live and breathe for another life
I wonder what it would be like to feel… or simply not feel this… I wonder.
It is funny often we wonder. Dream.
How often we feel. Every emotion.
Minds and hearts frantically competing for victory.
Be it for a moment. Yet endless.
Another life. Another dream. Another day to simply be.
Would the answer be the same?
Simply from another view,
Understood and made from the spoken language, Life
Seen as if written by time.
I wonder indeed if all these philosophies are real?
Thoughts and Visions
I wonder if I could stop.
“Will I stop wondering? I don’t know. Perhaps. Sometimes it seems less complicated that way”