Take Me There

Passion is the opposite of sanity
And that was after a long time of living
Thinking all being sane
Is the bridge to what lies beyond.
I am most times lost
But it is easy to find me
Somewhere in the corner of my thoughts
Where I have lost all my breath
Thinking of you.
I hope you find me
And that you are willing to share
Of what’s left of your breath
Which could be the prelude
To our first kiss
And a preview of those solemn promises
That you made to me
In the secret of your heart.


Author’s Note: The world out there can be a very beautiful place, but it cannot be compared to the beauty of a reeling flash of thought.

Some want to travel to the ends of the world, who cares? I want to travel to the ends of thought where there are no mountains or seas or open wind without spirit.

After all this while, it still remains that the whole difference between black and white is in the perception and not in the perceiving, but whose responsibility will the latter be?

Sometimes it takes a stranger or someone else to give you the best and the simplest definition of yourself. I recall this as a rare moment of truth.

Everything moves in cycles, so also does life. Don’t place an end on it and also to love. Be always in love.

Until next time,

I will be here.

– M. V. Echa

M. V. Echa

M. V. Echa

My message is the universe, my truth is the universe, and this blog contains all you need to know about the universe, from the true nature of reality to the long-sought unity of the cosmos — which is the big picture!