There are times that I inhale everything I can possibly read, and other times I exhale everything I can possibly think. Earlier I thought that if I could murder time, I would. It's always stealing from me those moments I most want to hang onto, or laughing in my face, antagonizing my idle mind. That idle time is what often gets me in predicaments, I do crazy shit just to see what happens. Not something I would suggest to the average person, I only know that I learn by taking a look at my mistakes.
Sometimes it's as if the universe is against me, or better yet, karma is getting me. I don't really believe in superstitions such as that, but I do often wonder if I've done something majorly wrong in another time and place. Obviously, that's the way I feel it with my emotional mind, my rational mind tells me that's just how it is, surely it's the same for everyone. It's this process of thought which affords me the opportunity to step back and see things as they really are. How life seems to be and the way it is are usually two different things. I say this to people and they react like I'm speaking another language. Perhaps I am.
Dusted off thoughts make their way to the surface, they haven't seen the light of day in a while. Old ideas to be confronted with a new me in this new place in time, and while I am physically the same person, my mind, my being is constantly changing. Trials and tribulations effect us all, and that's kind of an understatement. There is no peace without because there is no peace within, the world is a direct reflection of us and our sinful sins. The road I walk is a little off beat, but it works for me, I somehow see everything so fluidly...
... my thoughts under scrutiny.