Sometimes I wonder if who I am is because of me or because of everything one and everything else. Are my unfavourable tendencies with me because of my inabilities? I’m not looking for something to blame anything on – only, it would be nice.
If I take this road, the one I choose, how will I cope? If I do my part and pay my dues will all things follow? can I ride this journey this way, on this road, the way i feel best…without repercussions? Something tells me knowingly that no journey goes without bumps along the way. But my question remains, If I choose to take this route, this means that I define – will I remain on this path, and is this path the way to where I want to become? Maybe this should be asked unto myself in another way, where do i want to become?
Is it unfiar to say, that this i don’t know however, a journey I must ride, a path I must take sooner rather than later – maybe in this senario, – one needs to take the road most traveled for it offers more support, but how wasteful are such journeys as they don’t enhance, they only paint blue where there is already blue.
but how now then must I decide to go, as blue seems pointless to me?
how can one fulfil these immediate feelings, ambitions that mask the feelings and ambitions that will need to be fulfilled by the road i finally take?
I think I know.
I will not look out from yonder mountains and hold me hand to me browse and gaze the paths before me. I will look down at my feet to the stone before it, and I’ll step over it, and so forth as stone and rock meet me. I’ll walk until I cannot walk like I have no place to go, or no path to follow, nor road to adhere. I will take the best approach at the time, I’ll get cross the bridge when I get there – for a man, this is risky – yet to a man it only affects. and to a man it only trully reflects.
my ways, my tendancies, i’ll not impose on anyone but me, the travler in this place that i find myself at today.
