Tuesday, March 17, 2009

While you run around like JFK

It is pointless to sit around waiting for someone who is nothing beyond a tragedy in the making.

Still, part of me wants to believe that some things are unwavering, especially as it relates to the demise of fear. Like all good things, as well as bad things, though I suppose there is only fluctuation. Sometimes grand and identifiable, other times ebbing without perception to even the most informed observer. That which is bitter may one day be sweet and that which is sweet may too one day forever change. It is the willingness to acknowledge that change and how it is handled, I suppose, that defines the authenticity of any one life.

I am going to try to update this more. It's always stimulating to see what I was doing this time one year ago, to see how much has changed and to see how much I have grown.




I'm amazed, then I let go.
Little minds let little games burn big old dreams with little flames
and you don't think I understand
Little holes in parachutes won't leave you falling
If they do, it's because you want to land.

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