match made on earth

            
           
           
    my heart and mind share equal standing at their core; the "dreamer" in me, often bruised though never completely snuffed out before....            
           
           
   living in the moment; seldom opened windows-always closed-locked doors;            
           
i often wished i either were the only born child or never at all even more-despite the love i have for my blood from my core....            
           
           
never have I've completely embraced this earth- I've gradually came to know; I've always been a drifter-wandering with the flux of flow....            
           
           
idealizing imperfectly perfect people, places, and things; later-philosophy came along and called my name....            
           
           
made more sense to me than most I've been conditioned to "learn"; my ultimate view of this world from observation and little experience is very likely potential crashes and burns....            
           
           
when i think "purpose".... very few things come to mind; to feel alone as well as lonely i tend to feel inclined to die....            
           
           
 people, places, and things give purpose.... like a peaceful "home", union of 2, and things they do during quality time(not including having children) ....            
           
           
 when it comes to "spirituality"-i keep an opened mind; who am i to say that their is or isn't some "heavenly father" in the "sky"?....but.... I've got to say that I'm not a popular belief believer-though i personally feel as though there's some source unknown that somehow organized our being and all things before our eyes....            
           
maybe I'll never know until i "die" if there is an "afterlife" of some kind....            
           
i often ponder on a "masterful" "poem" to write; I  sometimes fantasize about a woman that understands my fluctuating, scattered, and troubled mind; hard to imagine in this taxing life....            
           
like a Dharma to a Greg, a Melina to a Douglas, a Trinity to a Neo, and the list goes on(movies/shows references).... a union of perhaps a rare archetype....          
           
purpose? you and I.... leaning within reason on each other's hearts and minds.... not much the worldly type-though together seeing, knowing, and charging each other's light....            
           
could two dreamers manage to find purpose in each other's lives? ....            
           
her graceful harp, piano, & violin and my drums that need fine tuning, timing, much practice, my guitar, and sax.... (all figurative examples)          
       
mutual dreamers, fair to say "hopeless romantics"; though how common is our ground-when we're not so up in the air- how much for each other are we down while against the tide that threatens to wipe our "world" out clear....