Man creates an artificial paradise, populating it with things that will distract the mind, and rob precious time. Yet, underneath it all, the commercial mechanism is always churning, with a hawk eye on the profit margins, and not on the perceived value served.
When does the line become a blur between what is real and what is false? What can make one feel truly alive? The cigarette and liquor high is short lived, and can bring detrimental consequences. Casual sex can also give a spectacular rush, if there is a sufficient mutual spark.
Phillip mulled over this as he decided that it was best in his introspective phase, to let the guard down and tranquil the mind. This relinquishing control of the psych, simply allowed the Self to find the absolutely perfect solution.
Phillip silenced his mind by turning the dial to the off position for the lapse of thirty minutes. He allowed his body to float without any course or intent - mindless, as the cascading waterfall, laughed merrily.
Phillip closed his eyes and reveled in the sun’s caress, as the cool water nestled him in her loving arms and lap, while she gently rocked him, and buffeted the external noises. Playfully, she ocassionally lapped at his earlobes teasingly.
Soon, Phillip was induced to a trance-like state.
Phillip reached such a state of internal joy that radiated pure energy which merged with the clear sky, the verdant hills, the sun, and beyond. To galaxies light-years away, and to commute in peace with nature, and the plethora of species inhabiting this small, ailing paradise we call earth. Temporarily, Phillip merged into the lane which connects to all.
Linda sat complacently on the edge of the secluded lagoon; she called the Garden of Eden. She was content to contemplate the wonders of nature, this included Phillip. He made the perfect accessory to this garden of paradise, a testimony to the generosity of God in the creation of such a beautiful specimen of man.
Lured to a languid state of inertia, Linda decided to jump into the water as well. As was customary, she kept her underwear on, and glided into the arms of the cool water topless. Her nubile body in perfect harmony with nature, was at ease with her partial nudity. Her mahogany nipples became erect when the cool water gently supported her breasts, and wet her entirely, like a giant tongue licking a manila envelope.
Phillip’s connection was broken, when he sensed Linda near him. He slowly opened his eyes and saw that she swam towards to waterfall, and back, towards him. Her bright smile and merry eyes spoke to him, even before she reached him.
They splashed and played like playful dolphins for the rest of the afternoon.
The same concept can be applied when one lets the heart proceed, instead of the intellect.
The mechanisms of love are difficult to decipher, yet sometimes, when one quiets the mind, the heart speaks eloquently. In the middle of paradise, it was proper homage to such grace, to celebrate being alive and full of vitality- with a soulful kiss on the lips, and a grateful heart for such an opportunity.
To be continued…
