When I, or we, go to bed at night, it doesn't matter how much you 'hate me', or 'us' or even 'you'....none of that matters, cause when go to bed at night, it's as if innocent again, all body wants to do is get comfortable in bed, or couch, or even floor, and 'reset' energy.
Our bodies, living cells, designed to take care of 'us', regardless of 'us', or our ways.
When think about it, our bodies are really the only mechanisms that don't judge us.
Cells designed to save themselves, regardless of 'you' or 'me', and or the spirit within.
Your bodies cells don't know if you're evil or good, what color you are, what nation you're from, what your religious belief system is.
Whether a football player jock or computer scientist geek, cells don't care.
And nor does your subconscious when time to go to bed, rest, sleep and dream.
The engineers of biomechanical life, who are they?
And where did they go?
Life on Earth was 'created', but by whom or what, singular or plural.
Last Edit: Nov 25, 2019 21:40:40 GMT -5 by X factor
Bed, bed, bed, yes it's that time, where just lay back and melt into night.
Regardless of your weight, color, class, or discipline, your body, our body, needs that rest time.
That time to reflect upon much (I often wonder how evil people with no remorse for hurting others reflect on their personal time,....yuk)
But for those who are good, decent, in that maybe clumsy but innocent, that's whom I'm writing about here.
When lay body down at night, to relax, to heal, and to discover.
Bed, dreams, possibilities, and more, come from resting.
And sometimes, at night, or whenever drowsy, right before it's that time to crash, you just don't care, may eat ice cream, or shovel down a steak, or other bad for your health food, just doesn't matter...cause moments away from letting go.
Life goes on regardless, so live, ponder, share your thoughts while alive, cause when dead, others will express your thoughts for you.