the thing about being a traveler is that loneliness is too easy to come by. it waits as you slipped from thinking of God, from thinking of what you have right now, from feeling awake in the moment, because there are pauses in traveling. that is where loneliness lies.
there, it separates two worlds. two universe. and you even created universe specifically for loneliness. here, you’re half awake, almost blind.
now and then, when my heart’s feet aches from walking too much, they crack, and i fell.
dear loneliness, i know that you are merely a state of unconsciousness. where you exist only to let me know that my purpose is to simply seek.
sometimes your mission is unbearable.
sometimes your knock is too damn loud.
i am seeking, after all i am a traveler.
yet, you never vanish completely.
— ~ Traveler (via lostinspacecollection)
— ~- the state where i, forever cry (via lostinspacecollection)