A wonderful Fable about overcoming fear for the benefit of many! A wonderful memory in the world's history.
Does the mind need the reassurance of a friendly voice? Does the listless waves of life beat against the mind as they do the shore? I suppose it's a matter of perspective, but do not let the mind wander down dark places without the help hands around you. A sad, but beautiful memory!
To remember after ther storm has passed, to remember after the trials have abated. Take solace in the efforts of preperations and try to feel grateful for the efforts you have put into plans against the worst. A wonderful piece of world history baked into the cultures of this world!
Even when the world is agaisnt you, even when the situation you have found yourself in is an ugly reality that has numbed over time; the memories of our past are the the foundations to motivations set deep.
When we dream, we seek to understand. Consciously or no, to delve into the mind of another in shared experience is to learn on a deeper plane. Marriages, partnerships, a thing divine. To build new memories off the foundations of the old, a monument to the strength of it all.
Not every memory is a plesant to those involved, in place and time the pleasure rests only in the memory of the mind it came from. Though evil exists in this world, a reverie to one, is terror to all. A momentous moment, a memory substantial, a history to cement the whole of the world.
Sometimes memories can make you question fact from fiction. What is real and arcane. Like many others, the relief is just being done with it, the end to a long night. No matter how the mind sees it, it can be a powerful thing, be careful for the things we do just for some means to an end.
A ritual to remember the dead, not to wallow In the saddness of their loss, but to remember the life they lived. A beautiful piece to fit the memory of the world.
Now, memories are a funny thing, a question to the past. To receive an answer back with perfect clairity, or as perfectly as one can recall. Here's the funny thing about it this aspect, memories are made in real time. So the creation of one is as significant as the reverie involved. So tell us your story, even as you make it here and now. A wonderfully impactful story!
Now, even when it comes to the trials and tribulations of the world, one can always learn from one's own imagination. Take heed though, a journey through mind is as nurturing as it is reckless.
Like a whisper on warm shifting sands, in my mind I hear an old barkeeper huddled over a table keeping the only patrons interested with a tale. The scent of odd spices, the smell of honied spirits, the warm air cooled by shade. Like a page out of the Arabian Knights! A beautiful and swashbuckling memory!
Everything has a past, where we are in this place in time, in this place now. Sometimes the impact hurts, sometimes it's something we wish to not see again. The pain, the trauma, the memories never happy, sometimes the reverie is just knowing that the memory is over.
Miros and the boar.