My chamber
Everybody says the same.. “But you are such a person who should be free, you are intellectual and creative, a true spiritual at heart, you belong there, do not struggle to find a way out!”. At the same time I wish they only knew what I’ve been trough... Being a spiritual and intellectual lover is not something you get on plates drenched in gold. You get that “gift” from absolutley nowhere, hidden between the rose of truth and thorns covered in diamonds. The urge to help.
Even so, I may have an exquisite, or maybe just odd view about life. It makes me calm to see these people for not wearing such heavy shoes as I have. At the same time, I cast a spell upon their egoistical behaviour and their tiny grins when turning to me.. To tell me something important about life.. or whatever..
My chamber of choice do stand out a bit from humanity, I’m fully aware of that. But sometimes I wish I didn’t feel so lonely.. I wish I had someone, to share these beautiful gardens that I’ve grown. So we could do gardening together and maybe invite someone over from time to time. I think that sounds great.