Human language is becoming more and more limited to me. It’s almost like a pain. A desire for freedom, boundlessness in thought and being. Music seems to be the language of higher order. The scientists dream of interstellar travel with spaceships, while we can already travel in the vastness of our consciousness. Just listen to good music. There are no limits for our mind, neither to thoughts nor feelings. The true nature of the mind is infinity.
© mark david vinzens