Monday, December 6, 2010

Importance of being tolerant

Everybody is patient to a point. It's a matter of what you are willing to tolerate

Wings

The last couple of weeks I've had the feeling something else was attatched to my back. Almost like wings. I've also had the urge of wanting to get away. Always wanted to getaway and do something different. Not so much more, just different. I walk around and can feel them fallow me, moving as if moved by wind. Like hair sways on your head when blown. A few times I've wondered if people can see them.

Could this be me going crazy or is it just me being more in touch with my skin? If I am going crazy at least the feeling is more pleasent them fearful. I would hope that I was a happy crazy if that is possible. Imagin, happy crazy. It could be the next fad if done correctly.
If one was "In" and went crazy it could be what everybody wants. In a way it's how you can look at fasion. You have to think or exist outside of the normal thinking pattarn. Somebody has to think of something and each time somebody thought they were crazy for doing it. Light, phone, automobile. It only takes a thought to start.

If all that is poassible then is it possible we have wings and don't know it. That our body's are capable of far more then what we use them for. It has been said the brain isn't used fully. If that is the case, what more can we do?