Rambling is good. It is like taking a walk in the countryside. No particular reason or cause. Here, I take a journey forward, away from my Phase I. March along the uncharted path, not knowing where it ends. So I am not a scribe even. I am a wanderer, guided by intuition. Accompanying me is TraXX.
What do I see? In front of me is spectrum that span for twenty-six years. These are my inspirations to help me write. Mostly nonsense, along the way I found *go[]d (gold) nuggets here and there.
* So you are still trailing on me, huh?
Are you up to the latest nonsense? Here it is: Nothing matters except the one that matters to you. Imagine the amount of sieving you have to go through to arrive at this point. I used to read and reread what I wrote. Now, none of that matters. I simply write...
Funny thing is, the writing is the happiness. Yes, it is the act of writing that bring me happiness. Not the content. As far as I am concerned, the content is the dirt to reach to the gold nugget.
As of now, the experience that I had gone through is clouds in the coffee. Nothing to it. No matter how high is the climb, they all feel the same. That is the feeling I feel right now. I had arrived.
One thing that is consistent though is my faith in the future. That is why I said, there is god and this god is fair. I know where I am going and where I'm ending.
Having said that, there is no point harping in the past. It's like building a Lego Set. Once done, it is a display. Phase I is a display, alright. Time to move to Phase II.
Phase II is a Private Victory. I am suppose to quit smoking and run on regular basis. Honestly, it doesn't motivate me. I won my trophies and now I want to enjoy life.
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