The Sands of Sincerity

White Sands, New Mexico

By some happenstance a small speck of sand that drifts across 333 million cubic miles becomes stuck inside an oyster only to return, with time of course, into a formosity in such a frightening world?

Only time can heal one says. Only gratitude can be given once something of glory is taken away. Only passion can turn something so insignificant into a great beauty longed for by billions. Only I can speak the truths from my eyes and only you can speak the truths from yours. Only we can share the wonders that we perceive. And only someone by some happenstance will listen in hopes of seeing an incredible wonder transform into such a beauty.

The vocalist shall not seek the desire for a signature at the end for they are fervid about the lines on the pages.

The vocalist craves for justification of understanding. We may not recite the same page, but knowledge and time are priceless. The more energy and concentration put into something causes the grandest beauty to arise.

People do not desire the need for agreement. They are only in the desire to be understood. This year has only two months left. And the only thing I want out of it is sincerity.

Everyone is trying to meet the right person before the holidays so they are not alone. Or they are looking to finish this year strong, making self improvement. But where do we find time to have those genuine conversations?

Where can I find some sort of honesty and openness that does not have ulterior motives? Not saying any recent conversation with anyone has been any such way.

But all I am asking is for a conversation that is not some forced absurdity about the philosophical life altering epiphanies. Honestly, it’s truly ironic because here I am talking about my epiphanies but that is not what I want out of a conversation today. I want to feel the warmth of the world. The happiness. I want someone, anyone to put in a kind open gesture to just sit and talk about the world but also laugh about the world and the craziness.

There are so many of us in this world and yet when are we going to stop feeling like we are just a speck of dirt or in better light a speck of sand? I feel as though we are stuck in this world going about our daily lives sending meaningless snaps, nonsensical babble about what we did this weekend when if we just put the time and effort into helping someone or listening to someone else for once maybe; maybe then we can help them turn into this beautiful pearl.