Only for... writing

When you're writing, you gradually hand over your soul. At least you hide it into skein what you give in position to look on it for a pen and paper. Writing has own tax like another type of actions. But this is only on you if you want to pay it. Hurtfullnes of your hand could be nothing against the feeling of balance and the cure of minds in. Suddenly you haven't fhe another possibility to lock youself between a paper and a pen. Fantasy is waking up for senses of life and you have feeling that everything is only feeling what you can feel - win or loose, and the emotions in your head are yours and yours only. You put your palm and start to catch a rainwater what traveled by the cycle of nature and while you hear burbeling of waterfall and calm of flowing brook there, the water was in time for all colours of your own actual emotions, like a chain. All kind of colours are in each other bellow and estrange from each other. It's never ending bable like possibilities and it depend only on us how we will be feeling ain one moment, cause we are different... But we aren't robots, that's why we sometimes go wrong, only if we want to try, and for this could be helpful the writing. When happy voice in us makes a sound, we catch its desire and intesity too and as a tape we imagine the paper. Then it only wants to record. When I'm opening my soul, I' mean my or from someone else and I love feeling of fusion. It's like a firework of tastes of apple in tongue, like a singing songs from birds in the evening's shadow and like a moisturiser touch the hot water on cold skin... Fusion is when words runny on a tongue like a honey, when the sentences make them real and never-end interwievs whats go from our hearts. And this is writing too. The writing of our time and own future or it's more pied - common. Writing doesn't only give, it takes too. It takes out an energy what coul be suitable for whatever... For example to minds suitable for writing.