"You have your secrets, well so have I..."
That point, just before the cramp, when the next moment of pressure creates the spasms of pain and agony. How long can you hang there? Can you maintain? A moments distraction and the pain is all you know. The concentration must be precise, each fiber tweaked to, right about...there. That's the million dollar question, with the penny answer...How long do you hold on, suspended on a gossome strand over a hell of your own choosing? Why hang there? Why not just walk away? Because it makes you stronger? Stronger how? Because now you know you can endure. Have a gold star. Wait, take two. Your pain is yours and yours alone, as it was, as it is as it will be. But which is stronger, hanging on to the pain and never letting go? Or moving on thru the waste in spite of it. Bent, but never broken? Sometimes it is better to be re-forged, to be made into something better than what was.
No promises though.
Your past is certain. It's already written, you can stay there and relive the slings and arrows, the pitchfoks and the torches, the sensation of always waiting for the next dark unsure of what it will bring, only knowing that no good comes with that gradual azure hue fading, that slow creaking...That can be your now, forever gazing backwards secure in the knowledge that you've done it before and you can endure it again. And like the hamster on the wheel, you just keeping running in circles, going nowhere, but at least you are still running right? They just trapped you in your head, they didn't stop you from running...
"Now is the only thing that's real." Take a moment and dance. This is the only thing you control. Your past is behind, the future uncertain. This moment is ticking by even while you read. What are you waiting for? It could turn out bad? Yep definite possibility. Better odds? House always wins in the end. More certainty? You are looking at a screen. You can touch it. You can taste/smell the smoke/beer/other. You can hear the cacophony or the stillness behind you. Red pill, blue pill makes no difference, we have no proof there is anything other than this. Certain enough for you? Right now, you can do something, you can make a change. Be it to plunge into an abyss or ascend on wings of darkness and fire, you have that choice. Stop wasting time and make a choice. Or let it be made made for you. Just don't be surprised if it is exactly what you expected...
The future is a bright and shining lie and a universally dull and tarnished truth. No promise made in the future can ever be broken, nor can it be fulfilled. It is always there, beckoning you onward, marching inexorably towards you. Unless it stops, but that is the great unknown. So there is always a future, A new tommorrow, a golden dawn(thanks edward) a phoenix bearing aloft the hope of...something. "seize the future"? How can you? The future is as far away as the past as it must be, yet another hamster wheel chasing what can never be caught...
This is the cycle with which defines life. Two endless running wheels and just a monkey in the middle. What happens to monkey in the middle? Choose, now, while you can.
No promises though.
Your past is certain. It's already written, you can stay there and relive the slings and arrows, the pitchfoks and the torches, the sensation of always waiting for the next dark unsure of what it will bring, only knowing that no good comes with that gradual azure hue fading, that slow creaking...That can be your now, forever gazing backwards secure in the knowledge that you've done it before and you can endure it again. And like the hamster on the wheel, you just keeping running in circles, going nowhere, but at least you are still running right? They just trapped you in your head, they didn't stop you from running...
"Now is the only thing that's real." Take a moment and dance. This is the only thing you control. Your past is behind, the future uncertain. This moment is ticking by even while you read. What are you waiting for? It could turn out bad? Yep definite possibility. Better odds? House always wins in the end. More certainty? You are looking at a screen. You can touch it. You can taste/smell the smoke/beer/other. You can hear the cacophony or the stillness behind you. Red pill, blue pill makes no difference, we have no proof there is anything other than this. Certain enough for you? Right now, you can do something, you can make a change. Be it to plunge into an abyss or ascend on wings of darkness and fire, you have that choice. Stop wasting time and make a choice. Or let it be made made for you. Just don't be surprised if it is exactly what you expected...
The future is a bright and shining lie and a universally dull and tarnished truth. No promise made in the future can ever be broken, nor can it be fulfilled. It is always there, beckoning you onward, marching inexorably towards you. Unless it stops, but that is the great unknown. So there is always a future, A new tommorrow, a golden dawn(thanks edward) a phoenix bearing aloft the hope of...something. "seize the future"? How can you? The future is as far away as the past as it must be, yet another hamster wheel chasing what can never be caught...
This is the cycle with which defines life. Two endless running wheels and just a monkey in the middle. What happens to monkey in the middle? Choose, now, while you can.