Some would say it is too self-centered, too self-indulgent to focus only on this immediate world of eloquent grace, nestled in and waking from naptime in the divine kindergarten of love.
This I will say, in the end the tale is a love story. That special place where lovers pool their sighs, gaze through abstract movement where the air is warm and close....
So, let me go away, go home at last. If you question, it means you have more to do. No worries.
"It only ends once, the rest is just progress."
~Jacob on LOST
I will still write here; this is my seva (service). My posts are about my love for my Beloved, as my life is.
PS There is more to this than the world of the senses. If you long for a journey elsewhere, one way is to go down inside of yourself (meditation) and discover the world that is there.