our amazing discovery

to wake up seems an eternal event..enthrawling, terrifying, mystical..we grope as blind witnesses..remembering our vast forgetfulness of something we need to remember..the clue seems the prescence of otherness..you and me and the combinations thereof..we are defined yet we know the fallacy of definition, the forever changing yet paradoxically fixed realization of unspoken purpose of being..might you run the risk of reminding me of who I might be..or does your shame blind you to  my real existance..can I tell you I love you without knowing you, can you trust me with your soul's knowledge..can we see each others naked need laid bare from the pain of all our lies, finally out of commonly discovered truth admitting we truly need one another or must we turn away once more as strangers unfeeling, uncaring and increasingly numb to all but our chosen initiates..alone with our own familiar crowd forever excluding the different..our need has created a machine that grows tired of our inability to recognize its inherent failure to include..thus we are increasingly excluded from feeling each other and ourselves..but there is salvation in our language and in our imagination and in our need to forever wake up...I love you and in my heart I know you love me..till next time goodbye, Gabriel