Wow, I'm just feeling totally amazed by everything right now. I often get like this, but it's such a feeling! The textures of everything around me, colours, the weight of air all around me, the sounds of the keyboard and the music... And life! I mean, we're all just randomly here (unless you believe in divine creation or something, and you're right, for yourself, no belief system is wrong, I think) with these funny bodies of ours, and... hAAAha! Oh, I just want to dance! Everything in the world is just so incredible and mindblowing, I wish I could remember this all the time! And I also wish I wouldn't feel like this suddenly at 1:30 in the morning every day when I should be going to bed... I wish there was somebody here who felt the same way who I could be ecstatic with, but I don't resent my solitude. I'm just so amazingly content right now. I want you to all try to feel this way if you don't already. Just thinking about the concept of life and this world we live in makes me laugh and cry with joy! You're all crazy and awesome, I'm glad to be sharing this life and this world with you all! Lots of love! I'm not intoxicated.
Suuuuweeeeeet! Dance on! Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you. Though I know that evenin's empire has returned into sand, Vanished from my hand, Left me blindly here to stand but still not sleeping. My weariness amazes me, I'm branded on my feet, I have no one to meet And the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming. Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you. Take me on a trip upon your magic swirlin' ship, My senses have been stripped, my hands can't feel to grip, My toes too numb to step, wait only for my boot heels To be wanderin'. I'm ready to go anywhere, I'm ready for to fade Into my own parade, cast your dancing spell my way, I promise to go under it. Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you. Though you might hear laughin', spinnin', swingin' madly across the sun, It's not aimed at anyone, it's just escapin' on the run And but for the sky there are no fences facin'. And if you hear vague traces of skippin' reels of rhyme To your tambourine in time, it's just a ragged clown behind, I wouldn't pay it any mind, it's just a shadow you're Seein' that he's chasing. Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you. Then take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind, Down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves, The haunted, frightened trees, out to the windy beach, Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow. Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free, Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands, With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves, Let me forget about today until tomorrow. Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.
ooo, I get like that too sometimes...and yes, it usually does happen around 1:00-2:00 in the morning for me too. Something about that general time kicks total ass Love it
mmm....yes..love that feeling.... it only comes once in a while..... it sounds like you are rolling on E.....
mhmm, its a time where everything has gotten very quiet and peaceful, there are no distractions and its like the only thing that exists at the moment is the connection between you and the world...
yeah I love that feeling, I get it once a weekish. I usually feel like that when im stoned, so then more than once a week, but I dont really like to count that.
Niice.....I saw Bob Dylan sat. night in Philly and I've been listening to his stuff ever since. I love that feeling of which you describe that feeling that never lies, when you get there you'll never cry but for happy I'll take you there any time, put your hand onto mine and wash away the empty. Tiss the trip you've got to take, twice a day if you'd like to go, no one has to ever know, But they will. I was just inspired to write that little verse, I think Ill turn it into a tune....what do you think? peace
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^^ wanker Ooh I love that happy feeling, isn't it great? If I didn't have PMS right now I would be there celebrating with you
Yeah, and I'm working on it, believe me. I think I'm getting closer gradually too, as the years go by, but it's certainly more easily said than done when you have depression - and I don't mean that as a complaint! I'll confess that I couldn't do it without medication, but there you have it, we all have our crutches. That being said, it's awesome that so many people feel this way, at least some of the time. We're alive, and that's the most incredible thing, isn't it?
