AN UNDERSTANDING
It is a full turbo, lasting under the glimmer of light. Finding my way, full blocking. I am caught up in the maze of ideas, ‘sensoring’ under every neuron trying to feel my way around like I need a parental guidance. Many ideas pouring down like a tidal wave, foot switched, rocking myself in the chair of love presenting my thoughts as a gift and wrapping my mind around it. Turntables, spinning off as one opinion passes on its node to the next like a covalent bond of intuition. Can’t figure it out? Maybe that’s the plan. For an understanding has been the bedrock, swimming under the seabed of our identity, trying to make us writers, creators, inventors and people of a higher understanding. An understanding is not to make us stand down but stand over questions shooting at us like a burning asteroid meeting a SpaceX flight at an intersection. But would our minds meet? Because you seem far away like houses in a real estate, though we are close, we’ve never met. Or do you unde