I’ve been through it. We all have. Haven’t we? Jesus, I swear living as a human being has been our hardest trick to pull off.
I’ve set out since day one to pave an easier road for those that have experienced extreme states and for those that will sooner or later endure it. I literally made it my passion in life. And I’m not done fighting the good fight, in fact, I’ve only just begun.
It’s a delicate balance between play and breaking wide open to (I’d love to say “one,” but life has proven that its a never-ending process of…) awakening. It is not as pretty as it sounds, but here we are …
I lay here bitter tonight. Those that have come before me just lit this random, skewed and abstract path and said, “see ya, when you get there.”
Yet I remain grateful despite the scars I bare for having to ‘try’ to prove my worth, or so it seemed to be the case at the time.
We all are mirrors unto another, we all understand from our own perspective and no one is truly lost.
I get that.
Yet, it’s when you lay down your life down for something bigger than you for the sake of yourself, family and others … I literally mean your life … that’s when wading in murky waters either becomes your past time and future family album, or jumping out into the deep blue becomes your clarity beyond those that led you into the hopes of ever impacting another at all in the first place.
I hear crickets now. And it’s kinda scary.
Where were you?
The only thing that has kept me at peace with not knowing, was this –
“The Edge…There is no honest way to explain it because the only people who really know where it is are the ones who have gone over. The others-the living-are those who pushed their control as far as they felt they could handle it, and then pulled back, or slowed down, or did whatever they had to when it came time to choose between Now and Later. But the edge is still Out there.”