Here I sit...studying and contemplating life as we know it....well as I know it, so many different opinions I couldn't relay life into a "we" category... My leg sits here bouncing and I am filling my mind with light and knowledge that is going to make my future path apparently turn from a dusty road to a paved, then golden road. I see it...I feel it...though it hurts like hell to my knees, walking on the hardened road is "good for me".
I have made it to the level of love. I have created the sight of blind to my heart. I have filled that empty pore will goodness. This what my goals are by the end of my studies. To be full of knowledge that I turn from an everyday Joe, to an everyday Joe that KNOWS. It is interesting to see every bodies levels of knowledge. Its great to see so many different points of view to many different issues relating to politics, religion, love, hope, and intelligence. To see someone argue the truth is like talking to an apple and telling him he/she should taste like a plum. The apple had a starting point and a direction of growth and can't comprehend the taste of a plum or and orange or what not. Its interesting to see views and contemplate them....not necessarily to convert oneself to being that apple of orange...but solely VIEW. The massive achieves of life are endless and the knowledge is never ending. Love it... I love it.
These are just some of my thoughts that have gone through my head within the last day or so...though till now they were never apparent for discussion or any place to put into words. I fill good and I feel my voice is heard through my eyes and fingers. How high will you go to see the world? What are you doing to enlighten your mind to knowledge and comprehension? So many good teachers out there that don't even have names yet...you are that teacher...we teach each other...we are we. Love it and leave it...or take with...be you. Be us. Remove blinders and see. Coexist.
(Currently listening to, 'He Doesn't Know Why' by the Fleet Foxes)
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