When I was younger, clouds to me upon all possible aspects I thought: -"Is, -is heaven up there somewhere invisible? On, -on the clouds? "- I told my mom, as if it were just now, we were on a time machine. Of course, I was only a child. What would I have known? Me, with teeming-full nature.
My Childhood room: Dark and with white clouds, colliding as though they were in battle. One of rarest of wallpapers to ever be chosen because kids had chosen plain colors or they've picked their favorite characters from movies and tv shows. It least, in the today's world of 1438 Wallpaper especially and posters were really inconceivable back when they first made them.
It was of that time my questions were given more then my answers and I have been shushed. It was that time I was like an elf and was unnoticed.
"The heavens are not invisible, Gile-" without full response to that requested upon question.
"You're only a youngster, you'll fully understand one day but not today. It is to complex for such a sharpened imagination. The heavens are predominantly thought as no one knowing where it actually is." Which of course is true.
I want to learn! So here's what Im thinking.
Why do I touch reality on such a bad way to where I am just not supposed to know, what I am clearly interested on or when the mind is based on intellect. Dare to ask for little words to express a bigger picture?? Ain't an ant such a body of a man that can withstand the feet of a giant? Quite interesting, when you view the perspective on an ant living underground.
Running towards the kitchen with great joy into the fascination in the world, being only 7.
-Is being CONTINUED- please bare with me I work full time. 💟
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The Children's Meanings
Literatura Faktu-STILL IN EDIT- Let's see, a story, and exploratory type guide for imagery, adventure or purely a free thought for what you think happens or could happen. Here's a teaser of the teaser... Children are of at most crazy at a young age, maybe you al...
