sensing your place in the universe
absolute humility before absolute gratefulness

i dreamed of 'the road of the fearless' last night. it was a winding asphalt causeway, scaling a mountainside. it was overgrown with hemlock and briar, so much so that you could only see ten feet ahead at any one time. many ancient battles were fought here, ha!, to imagine a foe (or a line of foes) staggering out of the brush ahead, horrifying. i scaled the road, i have been to the top before, many years ago, before it was overgrown, i know the outcome, i know what it is like. correction, i /knew/ what it was like. if the road is indeed like everything else it is susceptible to seemingly erratic and instantaneous changes. as such, it is highly probable that some of these changes have occurred in the time elapsed.

in earlier stages of life i would often make huge and life altering decisions without much meditation. this horrified my mother.

'why,' she would say 'why would you do something so huge like this without thinking about it much?'

'because it is the truth.'

'but how do you know?'

'it is self apparent.'

to realize a truth and not act upon it, and not immediately integrate it into your higher self, is a heinous act of mutiny. it is self betrayal. it puts your destiny at a standstill, for only when you begin acting and thinking on that truth, will you become a the person you were meant to be.

some favor entropy, however. to them i merely bid 'adieu, see you at the top of the mountain.'