No Words Needed                                                                                    Page 1

How does one describe a feeling or emotion?  It almost seems as though  the
things we need to develop in our own vocabulary does'nt exist, and I for one am
limited by my own experiences and or lack of knowing what it is or how to define it.  I
mean maybe a new form of expression needs to be introduced, because I have
found something or should I say someone, I never knew was lost, existed or even
out there.  I find  myself frustrated in trying to define it, and can't fully explain it to
the one that is bringing this new found emotion on, and that on it's own accord is
why I write to you today.  As many of you know, I do not  get personal in my theories,
and basically make reference to my  individual journeys to further enlighten others,
and share my mistakes as I do my achievements for unconditional reasons.  I do
this as a form of therapy.  A universal way to vent out these trapped feelings inside
of me, in search of guidance or to simply be someones humble guide, so that is
why I don't get too personal outside of myself in them.  But  this is an exception, and
what I know will come of this is and will be instrumental in my life, is based on this
feeling and vision caused by this person.  Now many will think this is based on
some sort of  physical attraction or lustful desire, which on some level is apparent
and true, but once you get pass that, the potential of something much greater is
prevalent and will reveal its self in due time, like this theory.  I have never had a
feeling like this before.  My mind is  constantly consumed with this person, and even
though we have barely spoken, the connection is so intense that I am afraid of
taking it any  further for fear of the unknown, but even more fearful of losing it if
I don't act upon it and understand it's power or force.  This is  magical, beyond
trickery or smoke and mirrors, this is now part of me.  This is something that others
will feel and not be able to place when  they understand it.  Something that makes
you realize that what you  really thought, needs to be re-calculated and re-installed,
because the  version you have and thought you knew well, is out dated or no longer
useful for you and your growth.  This is something that is not going to  go away, but
will develop inside of me if I want it to or not.   Something that brings me near when I
am far away, and has me isolating  many things into this one main element that
branches off into many  different categories.  I sit back and basically day dream
about this woman, and know she does the same in her own way.  When we do
communicate, it is safe and guarded for the simple fear of not knowing if the
other feels the same way.  The words are carefully selected when we write and
talk, and we are now making excuses to see each other or converse on trivial things
just to connect and get through the day  which has become complex when we are
not on each others mind.  Your day, which now becomes centered around the
things that connects you to this person, now becomes more of a addiction
and acquired taste for you and you only, but you have this need to share it and
prepare it for others to sample.  You see what I was taught is that you call this
feeling love, but because I have used that word so many times in so many more
categories, I can not do this feeling an injustice in  labeling it with such a cliche'
or random collection of alphabets.  I  guess to sum things up in a nutshell, I can
just say there are no words needed, just feelings felt, when you feel like I do now.

Now what is surprising is that this person is you.  I mean I might not be your person,
but you are mine right now, so hear me out because you will meet them and this
might help you define them and who they are to  you when you're introduced.  It's a
connection, a moment when time freezes and all that matters is this and that
moment, not the one before and after.  You start losing control and become
frustrated with the most simplest things life throws your way, and the maze you are
getting dizzy in is a straight line leading back to this person.  You start forming a
hatred for things that detour you from feeling these things, and you are now making
excuses to find more justifications to  reach this link to your soul.  You suddenly feel
alive, and you are > fighting a ghost so to speak, because you want to call every
minute,  write a letter every moment in between the calls and you don't know  why.  
Everything in your life does'nt make since, and all you know is that within this turmoil
and emotional twister, your balance is the sound of their voice, or image you have
created on who they are to you, but you still don't know why.