There is an unexplainable excitement that comes when you 'somehow' feel the shackles of self-imprisonment fall away. I don't know if you have seen the movie Pirates of the C part 3 where near the end the so called bad pirates on Davey Jones' ship are seen walking towards the captain's deck and all their old trappings of evil, per se`, are falling off them and you see who the person is. That is as close to how I felt that moment I realized I was free.

You do view things different as you now realize, although I have always had a curiosity about other version/view of a thing, that the possibilities are beyond comprehension or rather things it boggles the mind/essence that there is no way to gather it all in. It would take countless lifetimes...Eternity and more.

Even very young I have wondered what I look like to an ant and if there is something that small that I can step on, what/who can step on me? 'Its payback time' thinks the ant seeing me stepped on before I step on him.


HourGlass

There is a globe with the Universe
There is my world within that sphere

There are systems within my microcosm
Each holding a form of its own

Yet together as many wonders
We are one in beauty

For the growth of those about us
We proclaim the scientific realm unimaginable made

Our form is repeated but cannot be reproduced
We each are unique as the Whole


There is a fearful exhilaration I cannot explain nor feel the need to contemplate on more than that realization. For when we stop to muse over something overlong, we become its prisoner and it controls our Time, life, etc. To loose oneself in a thing or person is to indeed loose your deepest center. You begin asking the who, what, when where, how, which are fine, but to not be able to move on in any means because you can't...won't, let go of 'why' is our folly. The damnable Q that really has no answer it anything we attach it to. "Why did she say that?" Well, I could say to you, "re-read what I just said above until you either get it or after no more than 2 minutes move on."

We humans have to MAKE our own limits otherwise look at all the things within Time we have thrown away. The awe of people and Nature and thought...the movement of "To Be."

We also need to stay mindful that even as I am writing this 'I' must stay aware and in control or I can fill pages blathering on seemingly endlessly.
Remember You control unless you give that control away and say to it or someone, "Here John, I am willingly making myself your slave/prisoner because I am not willing to move on to someone else or another subject."

We cannot 'trust' our Self or a fellow human to say, "Hey WHOA Moi`, you need to stop yappin here and go turn that stove off since it is on fire."
WAKE UP!!

& so it is Time to move on.

I can feel when the one within has stopped writing, but it is my responsibility to accept and knowledge it and say...later.

Moi`