A NOTE ON FORMS

A note on color, stick this post, around your home and place of business
Leave it to yourself to keep yourself steady and the journey never finished
Color is a word in a world , and color is a thing. Color has many different forms and means different images
in dreams.
A note on form, form is whats seen, emotions charging us with an input on what these shapes and sizes mean
A note on sound, It what leaps up from the ground, grabbing us a hold of are thoughts, drifting to childhood memories of blissful moments by the salty sea
and yes a note on smells also, for there are the indicators of are tastes forever changing.
Then theirs judgment who thought of that one, well there is so much more, and then there is silence, for some quite a chore. To just sit and be, while the world is healing with the air you breath. Focusing on a color, a light to be exact and exactly what does it extract.
If not love from the pores of a soul, and holding the purpose of pulling others back, from something dark in nature, ungood and untrue. Yet these are just words attached to meanings, so they shan't have any bearing on you.
With the eyes close, and then awakening to golden light. This true brilliance for a second does ignite. A wonder so deep inside as the happiness in a child's eyes viewing life for the first time, and anyone with the hope that feeling never subsides, and anyone with a faith of any kind, can know that love and light ,are the best things in life.
Without the attachments and stigmas of color, or the dogma of religion or space. It is only Through these barriers can we relate, and form a life centered on love not hate.
A note on love, it is something that is felt, sensing the light like a memory so sweet and serene, or the taste of grass as you dove headfirst into a perfect scene. Surrounding by the light, in everyone's eyes, transforming from form , and notions to everything bright.
So a testimony for the truth, in me and in you. Out with the illusions , nothing but cracked paint. Peeling off at the seams while reality was being painted beneath.

Standing and lying there in bright yellow fields, of flowers and sunshine are people in all different colors and forms. to the right another image, a light radiating from each and illuminating the other in a moments blink.
That picture becomes you my friend and I become you.
So maybe we chanced to think
Welcome to the truth ......