Saturday, January 16, 2010

Who controls the loom

Life seems to bring us to places we did not intend to be. Usually, looking back, we made those choices.
Other than the meteor falling from the sky, we choose our path. Sometimes we understand the consequences of those actions and choose to be blind.
At other times, the outcome is unclear, but we still have a choice to make.
Choosing to be blind is the most interesting. We make a bargain with ourselves in order to get what we want. "If I agree to this, then these things come to me."
We avoid the next question. "And then what?"
The Devil does not take a soul in one contract, but in fragments. There is infinite time.
To hold the dry cup of priniciple to the lips when the water is right there, is one of the hardest things on Earth to accomplish.
We are at once all guilty and blameless.
We are human after all, and must choose what sustains us.
If the prize is after all empty, what is traded never returns, and that can be a chance worth taking.

Wednesday, January 6, 2010

Review and assess

Quite a year.
I haven't fought so much since 7th grade.
New enemies, and in a higher weight class, but worth it.
I fought for what I believed and what was important to me.
As Spartacus said: "I would kill them all."

Sometimes the things we want are not attainable.
That's okay. I've long since learned to live with that and the knowledge that sometimes the worst thing that can happen to you is that you get what you want.
I don't need to pick a rose to have it fill my soul.

I still feel 30. My memory of events does not equate with that.
I set myself no limitations, and proceeded through this year like every other.
I walk fast, talk fast, think fast..and I drive_like the wind.
My radio dial is set to "what's happening now."
Those who live in the past have their life force drawn back into the earth.

When I wrecked my shoulder a couple of years ago, and my Doctor said: "A ship isn't built to stay in the harbour." he spoke my language. I went back to the steel.


Tuesday, January 5, 2010

In darkness

But then one glistening drop of dew from an impossible rose can soften the hardened soul.

Sunday, January 3, 2010

No light on the horizon

Sometimes too, when the truth sets you free, you find yourself in a desert.