soft fumes/peace
From the Blog randomlyabstract A lot of peace. So much of peace. When nothingness spreads. Takes over and fills in the empty corners inside Cleanses nooks and corners of your body so your soul can feel holy there. Like it's in a temple. A sleep that isn't your casual escape route. Where dreams don't push each other like cars stuck in a traffic jam or kid's throwing blocks in a basket. There's no hurry and there is no chaos. No tiredness, just serenity. A relaxed mind. A relaxed reality. No sharp red. No bright sun. Not the scary kind of dark. Not the scary kind of silent. The fear-free, worry-free zone. Nothing artificial nor too temporary. Nothing else. Just peace. The real, real kind of peace. (The one you write about when you want to feel a bit. Not the one we read to read.) [image: 22-Aug-2016] 22-Aug-2pakistanblogs.blogspot.comRead Full Post
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