filter my mind
the perverse reality of life's nothingness is weighing on my soul today.....sickness is an enemy. there is a visible haze in my mind, musty, dark and grey. i feel cold and chilled like a nice bottle of white wine, just without the happiness. i am missing from me. i feel the bleakness taking a foothold.
i imagine people to be as unique as every single star in the heavens. each streak of light crosses the path of another and another and another. is it at these crossings that we deviate from the path that lay before us? is this where the road forks? i have watched the crossings lay out before me, controlling their path somewhat, for years now. i find myself now standing at a crossing, gazing into the boldly lit blackness, wondering which path i should travel. there is some distinct comfort in the tried and true path that has brought me here. there is an excitement that comes alive in me when i look down the new path. my vision is long on the old path for i need not look hard to see where i am going. the new path does not hold that same distance in clarity. is my vision failing or is it a path that does not lead but just beyond my sight? for now i will sit and ponder the way of my journey. weigh the gravity of each move i make, for i am not playing games, i am playing with life.
i imagine people to be as unique as every single star in the heavens. each streak of light crosses the path of another and another and another. is it at these crossings that we deviate from the path that lay before us? is this where the road forks? i have watched the crossings lay out before me, controlling their path somewhat, for years now. i find myself now standing at a crossing, gazing into the boldly lit blackness, wondering which path i should travel. there is some distinct comfort in the tried and true path that has brought me here. there is an excitement that comes alive in me when i look down the new path. my vision is long on the old path for i need not look hard to see where i am going. the new path does not hold that same distance in clarity. is my vision failing or is it a path that does not lead but just beyond my sight? for now i will sit and ponder the way of my journey. weigh the gravity of each move i make, for i am not playing games, i am playing with life.