Codes, Creeds and Unknown Agents

The Codes Of A Loyal Officer is a good beginning and yet the story unfolds to a much greater degree beyond such simplicity. We are all soldiers dancing to the tune of our puppet masters as they pull the strings of power and prestige. If you believe that then surely your monetary rewards will shower upon upon my person in complete disregard to capacitive restrictions. There are rules and then there are rules

Fear Drives Perpetuity

Unfolding the steps ahead we step upon step on our pre-conceived stepping stones. Safety is our number one concern so all becomes according to our nature. Amazingly, as we view our selves from a distance, we become. Doesn’t matter the when or how or even what, it all aligns according to what lies before us. There is no wandering or wondering, there just is. We can struggle all we wish and yet the basis remains. Despite our so-called lack, we yet still remain. Does that in it’s self tell you nothing…

Fixation, The Foundation of Dreams

Living, we tend to embrace what is on the menu but as we suspect, there is much more than what we have been read into. Our embrace of attentive creation knows no bounds, at least that is what we continuously remind ourselves with as we wrap ourselves in servitude knowing full well that the king has no clothes. The question must be asked, why the ruse? Nothing is as it seems and yet there is nothing new in this Universe. Been there, done that, thank you very much. As for the rest, let the propagation continue as it matters not. The ‘end’ is what it is…

Passing The Danger Zone, Out For A Thrill

Wreckless are the dangers ahead as we speed into oblivion and seek recompense for our ways and means. There is always a battle afoot and yet here we are, battling as if our very lives depended upon the outcome of our dreams. As we instill life into our thoughts we suddenly become overcome with conviction. Yes, the thrill of the chase is upon us as we intently watch our reflection for signs, symbols and portents. Can there be any other way? Awake, we dream and yet neither are our god-given rights. As we express our movement we repress our moment. In the captured moment we find purpose and plan and as suddenly it comes, it departs. Slipping through our grasp we lose what we cannot hold. There is no other purpose in holding other than conviction. As silly as it is, we endear ourselves to it…

Drip, Drip Goes Perpetuity

Drip, drip goes perpetuity, onward in it’s journey of ‘discovery’. How is one to come to rest when there is so much diversity to be explored. Onward in our bold attempts at discovering just who it is that runs the show but the house of cards, like the jester, reveals little but the effervescence of entertainment. Behold the pale horse of knowledge in which to wrap ourselves with and in so doing proclaim a heritage that no one gives a rip out. Steadfast we become throughout the ages just so that we may find and embrace the sure footedness of righteousness. Is it all a trick of the mind or is our reflection oh so pretty. Glamor has it’s own rewards but due diligence trumps it all. Peaking behind the curtain discover comes to be revealed. Not all live up to the task at hand but this is at it should be. Someone must be left behind to tell the tale…

Galactic Intervention

It’s no secret that there is more to this world than meets the eye. There is also much, much more to this Universe than meets the eye. Perception is like that, ‘deadly’ in it’s effects. There is no escaping the inescapable. Around the block we go and go and no body knows the depths and breath of all that is. Intelligence tends to leave it’s shoes at the door when it comes to such endeavors. Try as it may, it always fails. Sorry to break the news but there are rungs on the ladder…

There Is No Freedom

Looking forward we see our reflection, blinding us in complete disregard. As we have lived, so shall we. But the moral of the story is that change does indeed occur. Sometimes purposefully and, perhaps, at other times seemingly random. We become the effect of that which we are. In a moment of genius we revel in our glory, comfortable in the knowledge that our knowledge reigns supreme. In that moment of self-righteousness all becomes lost and as the seconds tick by we slowly realize that we must pick up the baton and full-fill our duty, running for all eternity…

Struggling Through the Soup of Eternity

Lives are won and lost on a dime and yet here we are, living out our hopes and dreams waiting for a savior to nonchalantly pass by and give us the big notice. Yes, we are here! Jumping up and down we excitedly call for grace, and then we realize we are once again lost in our thoughts conjuring up all sorts of crap in order to entertain our wandering lust for adventure. As we realize life has purpose and plan surely we are written into the script of all that we see and experience. Placing but another quarter into the well-worn slot we expect that our expectations will arise to the occasion of our dreams. We demand justice!..

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