No rest, certainty, or stillness exists, only movement.
Where we are going, we can never know, we can only know where we want to go, and hope the path we chose will lead us there eventually, and not to our undoing.
Illusions and dreams, are the maps and road signs we use, and our desires are the fuel we power our attempts to reach imagined destinations. Attracting and pushing us further and further, into our uncharted futures.
Not even who we think we are is fixed. We can't even count on being the same person we were yesterday. Regardless of the odds of probability, or what we believe, still there can never be certainty.
The more you try and catch your breath, take a step back or even stop things, the more everything seems to speed up. The harder you fight it, the more you realize just how out of control life is.
Hope and fear, pleasure and pain, are the puppet strings that make our behavior so predictable, but not always.. not always. Sometimes we can override our own instincts and programming.
Our lives exists in a kind of worldly casino, and though there is much to gain temporarily, we have everything to permanently lose. So what should I do? I don't know, i never really did, but a growing voice inside me is telling me to hit the gas, and see just how fast I can go.
