winter in time

2002-10-28 [ 12:19 am ]
I'm awake this is really happening.

Some days I wonder what is right, you know, I went to the bathroom at 4:14 PM, was that proper?

No, no, wait.

It's more of a flirtation between faith in fate, and knowledge of my actions. Yes, that's it.

Wait, 'it'? Have I orphaned this little 'it'?

What is 'it' for me? How can there be an 'it'? Seldom do I say things like "this is it", because there is always more. Even once you've travelled across the universe, to the very end, there is always time to explore.

And thought. All sorts of higher, unexplained levels.

I am sitting up tonight, alone, wondering if what I want is what's coming to me. I am wondering also if what's coming to me can be something I want, no matter how hard I try to make it such.

I take a strong anti-ignorance stance on life, and sometimes that sucks, because nothing is absolute. Not even my vodka. Heh heh.

So, I am sitting here alone. Except that I am not alone, rather, there is always the machinery hum that is the constant breath of mother earth. That won't ever stop, regardless of whether I sit here idle, or I run into the bushes to sniff out a fox, or something furry.

I guess right now I am just wondering how in control of my own future I am? Well, the answer seems simple; as in control as I want to be. Because I created all this... I created these thoughts in my head, and I created any doubt.

Wow... the sorts of thoughts that run through the heart of a man as he gazes into his rum and Royal Crown Cola...

With that said, this photo was taken earlier this weekend in 'T-dot', which was a lovely weekend, thanks.

photo by: kam2k