My Deepest Dreams (Part Two): To Fly Away

When I wrote Part One, I meant every word of it and there was never any intention of following with a part two. If you can’t tell things have changed since then, if merely by the inference of there now being a distinction between two parts, this may not be the best blog for you to follow. I mean that humorously, but if you take it seriously, it’s just reinforcement of the statement itself. I shall not sequester your free will, but merely inform you of my opinions.

Mathematicians: Always going off on tangents.

Things have changed, but I still mean every word I said. Things change. Things need improvement, additions, clarification. Articles needs retractions and updates; constitutions need amendments; and todays need tomorrows. Scientists call this evolution. Astrologers, progression. Educators, growth, and the general populace, any other term they wish to imply. Nothing is static except things already in equilibrium. People are never there, try as we might to get there. So we keep going. Things do change.

I’ll share with you everything.

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My Deepest Dreams (Part One): Grounded

I was sitting in a circle and somehow felt like the corner of a square. I was waiting for a woman who would never arrive. I was tossing cards like a shark but consumed like the shrimp in its stomach.

Somewhere amidst all of this, somewhere between doing all I could do and still coming short, somewhere between trying and failing, I realized all the things that have kept me glued to my ideal have become undone.

It’s a solemn solace, this something, this sudden sinking, something that’s not sinking at all, but settling–at last–upon the bottom of the sea and looking up to see the surface in all its glowing glory.

This feeling is fueled by five things, each of them in their own fueled by just one: Fear. I’ll speak of them each in turn. It’s simply simpler that way, since although they are each their own, they are all one whole just the same.

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