The Back of My Mind

Summary

The back of my mind is a beautiful and serene vision. It sounds like a place of peace and purity, untouched by the chaos of the world. The imagery of the blossoming flower and the pristine landscape evokes a sense of tranquility and natural beauty. Come go there with me.

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In the back of my mind there is a vision that I see all the time. It is not a vision of wealth, health, youth, or power. The vision that I have in the back of my mind is of a blossoming flower surrounded by a pristine landscape and rolling hills. Hills that touch the blueness of the sky and the whiteness of the clouds. Not far in the distance there is a fast-running stream of crystalline water as refreshing to drink as it is clear and clean. The vegetation of the landscape is radiant and well-nourished and the rains that falls upon it is as pure as the beginning of time.

In the back of my mind, I see a door that I am compelled to enter. A door without fixtures supported by walls having no dimensions. Appearing and disappearing like fingers of a beckoning hand, the unspoiled landscape blinks before my mind calling me from as far away as a whisper and at the same time coming ever nearer. Nearer than a song of love and companionship in my heart, the whisper endears itself to me as a call without voice and a sensation of many wonderful feelings.

Metacognition escapes me when trying to understand the flowery vision in the back of my mind. So persistent it is as I am thinking of many other things. As comforting as it is persistent is the flower of my mind that balances my thoughts. Thoughts that I am not actively thinking of but are always there within hidden places that only a kiss in the dark can reveal. A kiss in the dark revealing to me more than a fantasy or a dream but the acquiescent nature of flowery persuasions.

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Residing someplace within the corncob of my head there is a flower blooming, growing taller and stronger with every moment, leaving no thought unturned, becoming an intimate friend with my dearest wishes. It feels like the other side of another side that all comes together in my mind. The flower is so clear as it appears in the back of my mind rendering all arguments of illusions as theoretically impossible. Therefore, I accept my flowery vision as a reality coming to form. Coming to form in the mental that will soon manifest itself in the physical of my world.

In the back of my mind there is a vision that is closer than my next thought is to me. A vision of a blossoming flower in a stand-alive gorgeous landscape with the windows of the heavens protecting and nourishing it. My future is in the leaf carried by a gentle breeze that settles at the base for the blossoming flower. At the base of the blossoming flower that cradles and shades it giving all the loving sustenance it needs to thrive, even beyond space, time, and mind.

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