When the difference of what can't and can be known is so large as to seem infinite, nothing means anything and anything means nothing.
Return.
You've been here before, you know it. Feel it. But, something has been corrupted. This poisonous feeling... escape from it. Fly.
Return.
Acquiesce.
*worth a look
Always the constant struggle, eh?
ReplyDeleteI never really think of it as a struggle. I've been fortunate enough in this life to have usually landed on my feet given all of the risks I've taken; and, I do love the risk-taking. Mostly, I just take a zen-like, shit-happens approach. What will the next life be like? That's the interesting question.
DeleteI think all my Jung studies from my previous self, where I thought I would be a shrink has conditioned me to view it as a struggle. Though, I would much rather have a struggle and challenge than the alternative.
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