i have begun this task,
which was before
a place for my
unaired musings



self esteem is controlled illusion



We live relatively in time against a disintegrating universe but how we operate in that time-a lifetime, defines our relative meaning.
The reason we live at all is because somewhere in our subconscious/consciousness we've chosen things worth living for.
The choice is yours, what do you choose?



The idiom: Everything happens for a reason is taking a moment to stop
and look back at what happened to you and follow the trail of where you are now.     It’s not an act of God…it’s forensics.



**IDEALISM BREEDS CYNICISM

Hope as an imaginative dimension. It is an aniticipation of determinable outcomes and a removal from the experience of the moment.
Can we really ever be present when we hope, when this force takes us out of the moment?





Life Is absurd. Without embracing the comedy of its absurdities, we become doomed by its tragedy.