Marbleyes

I haven’t been able to pull on a lot to be happy about. With every small or large purchase I make in the search of happiness, I only close another door of opportunity. I AM aware that money is only a bandage, is only a bridge made of kindling, is only a paper blanket. But just as many of you were raised under a flag of color, mine was green.

Being brought up to embrace patience and tact for what it’s potential energy could fathom, I have known for a lifetime that I posses the necessary abilities to propel me into a lavish world of neon and expense. Unfortunately, confusion is also and has always been riding my co tales. Dad a pillar of control, and mother a device of love, my life has never been centered. It’s actually very uncertain and really harnesses the energy of a once galloping horse gone mad.

The long dirt road to becoming a beautiful and unique human being is one that bares the prints of all our ancestors, our parents, our friends. The sound of your voice, the stride in your walk, the opaque mannerisms, the way you greet the waking hour with a yawn or a cough or a scratch. These amazing gifts of awe and wonder, the things we fall in love with. Like the professor lectures because he’s been trampled, the dirt teaches us. The point is staying on track, organized and steady in your route. Those that stray from a learning curve will only experience confusion; this in itself is a lesson learned in life. The lesson that makes you, you. That need to discover your way point is what will define your strengths and weaknesses and all of your potential energy.

Like a balloon untethered, I sometimes feel like the unfortunate that surrounds me is out of control and soaring into oblivion. And I know, that it’s one thing to say the above, quite another to live by it. I know all too well. But as a friend once put it, embrace the bullshit.

to be continued…