Akasha System

Rain is cold and overall; it’s absolute and all-consuming – just like my love; just like my inner fire and obsession. Cold water found a way into me today – it got inside my both body and soul. It made me naked and helpless; it made me discouraged and petrified. I am empty and now I feel autumn has come. Now I feel October is on its way and I try to see traces of new future in it. I was a road sign for many people from my past. I was a testing area for many shadows and blurred figures from my previous life. I was. I look through the wall of raindrops trying to see the flashlights of magic and hope. This rain has walked in on me. I watch this vowed performance of grey water and still can’t believe my eyes though this water has already been in me this morning. You know I try, I really do. I try touching these grey pieces of our world sailing by my face each and every moment of my life. I touch them wishing to feel benevolence. I think there is love somewhere there between the stars and these tiny raindrops. There’s got to be love somewhere turning this cold grey water into the blood red tears of happiness, joy and understanding. The eternal light is hidden somewhere behind this water and beyond the human’s suffering and loneliness. The eternal light of the true feeling which is constant though constantly transforming into something bigger and deeper and reliable like a dream and the bursting. These are the days of autumn’s bulletproof calm smile and irredeemable embrace. I’m afraid of it a little bit. I try to shine when there is no light around me. My sparks are still too weak and uncertain. They get tired too quickly and hide inside my soul to get some rest and heal the wounds. The dead water cured my heart’s biggest wounds this morning. The live water brought life into my heart. This morning… A few moments later I was standing under the rain looking at my hands. They reminded me of many things and moments. I thought erasing these memories would help. But all this could not be erased. And cold water just kept on getting inside me. A cold and forcing lover. Well, thank you, my liquid lover or should I say rough savior?

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