I try, But I keep forgetting, The morning dream That disappeared When I opened my eyes. Leaving me in a daze, Inside the haze, Of colors and sounds That drown, my insides With something No word can describe, My memory, fragmented In pieces… Hide from my conscious mind As I try to remember… But I keep forgetting.
“Out of sight, out of mind”, is a cliché I never quite resonated with. I don’t think any religion that exists, including the religion of humanity in the world, could carry on if it were true…how could the millions of people of different faith even follow a religion if everything in our mind only existed when we saw it right in front of us. Imagination would cease to exist, thoughts, hope and feelings you cannot see would diminish in value…Perhaps I am exaggerating as this saying is perhaps only meant for people…but I think unless one is in a state of mental illness and cannot possibly keep things in mind, we will always remember what is important.
I am all for forgetting the negative things that may have hurt you, to start fresh in your life… but let me tell you, where ever in this world my family, friends and loved ones choose to be, even if they travel between heavens and hells of any religion, or through the entire cosmos and I don’t see them in this lifetime, I can promise you, they will still be in warmest corners of my mind.