I always pictured people who created blogs the type who layed around in their apartments in woolen sweaters typing furiously at the crack of dawn; thick black glasses reflecting the the light from the computer screen with a lit cigarette glowing under an ashtry, smoke curling up as creative genius empty into the world. An "Underdog Writer" An enigmatic soul reaching out to the intellectual community.... As attractive as that sounds, I am none of those things. I cannot claim that I am an artist or have anything to say that an intellectual community can appreciate. I need spell check and have conflicting thoughts most days But I figure that in this world too many CRAZY things happen to NOT say anything. This blog's purpose is to muse on those things. So those of you who volunteer your time to read this Welcome to Dear World :)

Tuesday, March 27, 2012

Take a bow

Life sometimes can be viewed as a tight rope;

There are some moments where confidence and practice molds itself into one and walker steps with ease, not even thinking about his next steps just uniformed march that connected to a switch of participation


Other times the walker notices the ground or the lenght of the rope ahead of him and calulates the lenght of the journey

 There are days where the rope shakes and each step is important choice that feels like the only choice that should be made


I am the walker with his eyes closed just praying that God's plan and  my destiny will rescue me from my fears and the steps that are laid out before me
Posted by at

No comments:

Post a Comment

Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom)