Wandering The Fields of Experience

So much is at stake. In the engulfing euphoria of that which we bring to our doorstep we overwhelm ourselves with ourselves. There is nothing outside of that which we are. Explaining that is something that I will never be in the mood for. None-the-less there remains much within the scope or sphere of influence in which to digest.

We live in interesting times. This is always true as our imaginings must take us to more.

Lives are won and sometimes lost but there is no difference other than to set ourselves up for another round of excitement and glee with which we can keep time to. There is no marker like the one we are on.

In embracing the role with which we have cloaked ourselves with we take no steps beyond. Does this mean that we are compelled, certainly not. All that lies before us has already passed.

I'm not a proponent of fixation but sometimes while waiting for the bus it comes in handy.

There is no wandering but perhaps it could be stated that there is a wondering. In the quizzical aspects of our nature some doors open while others get relegated to ignorance. There is a show afoot and you are it, filling the spotlight with all of your glory.

I am but a simple country bumpkin out in the furthest of bleachers encouraging your prospects so as to let fullfillment reign so that your history can compel you, perhaps obligate you, to finish.

It is true that there is no hurry to end this side of an illusionary enlightenment but there is also the fact that of watching repeats and falling asleep, beer in hand.

It used to be that change was desired and now the acceptable form of perpetuity is modification. So sorry, the show will not go on. That in it's self engenders what is generally accepted as acceptable. Funny that. Make of that what you will.

As we travel down this road good and evil as always, derive their purpose and plan from the cheering crowds. A performance cannot stand what the audience rejects.

You can pick your poison and your identity but what remains is nothing less that what is.

Are you having fun?