We are all in a post-hypnotic trance induced in early infancy.
We are all in a post-hypnotic trance induced in early infancy.
But there is stillness now--
Gloom, and the trance of Nature now.
This room has mystery like a trance Of wine forget-me-nots of you Are chair and couch, the books your Fingers touched. And now that you Are absent here the silence scrapes A secret rust from everything While sudden wreaths of sorrow's Dust uncover emptiness like halls To stumble through, and terror falls.
Then let some holy trance convey my thoughts,
Up to the palace of th'imperial heaven:
That this my life may be as short to me
As are the days of sweet Zenocrate.
But, lying on thy breast one notable day,
Sudden exceeding agony of love
Made my mind a trance of infinite knowledge.
I love to put on lotion. Sometimes I'll watch TV and go into a lotion trance for an hour. I try to find brands that don't taste bad in case anyone wants to taste me.
When I play, I very quickly put myself into a light hypnotic trance and compose while playing, drawing directly from the emotions.
The oracles are dumb, No voice or hideous hum Runs through the arched roof in words deceiving. Apollo from his shrine Can no more divine, With hollow shriek the steep of Delphos leaving. No nightly trance or breathed spell Inspires the pale-eyed priest from the prophetic cell.
This Lady never slept, but lay in trance
All night within the fountain--as in sleep.
I was aware of people staring at me. No one moved. They seemed almost in trance. I just stared at the clock in the center of the church. When I finished, everyone clapped and started crying.
Laws just or unjust may govern men's actions. Tyrannies may restrain or regulate their words. The machinery of propaganda may pack their minds with falsehood and deny them truth for many generations of time. But the soul of man thus held in trance or frozen in a long night can be awakened by a spark coming from God knows where and in a moment the whole structure of lies and oppression is on trial for its life.
Voice comes to you through a spell, a trance. The best voices are not you... they're a little away from you.
Rhythm is the true meditation. You're there on the beat, or you're not there. When you get into a trance, you forget all about time and you get lost.
In the cave of intuitive wisdom I sit, absorbed in the silent trance of the Primal Void. I have obtained my seat in the heavens.
As in that trance of wondrous thought I lay
This was the tenour of my waking dream.
© 2020 Inspirational Stories
© 2020 Inspirational Stories