Home Is Where The Heart Is II

In the infinity of time and so called 'space' all events seem to happen. Sometimes it even seems to happen all at once strange as that might sound. Perception is such an interesting thing as we can all perceive anything, anything at all. Our heart's desire comes to fruition and we regale ourselves with that and oh so much more.

As we 'wander' to and fro down the pipeline it should be a clue that there is indeed a path we are following. It's our path and sometimes the requirement is that ignorance is to take root and flourish, all on it's own¹. As we stand back and take in our place in the Universe we come to see that we have but no other choice than to follow. There are no leaders. Well, except for those who want to reign in the circus and attempt to organize whatever floats their boat. Things change and so whether on the 'up' or 'down' there really is no difference.

Just who is it that is directing the show?

In order to follow the rabbit hole down into perpetuity we must become the bloodhound, following our own scent plainly laid out before us, we exclaim with glee, "Golly gee whiz, now isn't that interesting!". Ignorance is indeed bliss.

Luckily for us there are so many tv channels in which to choose. Although our interest narrows from time to time there are times which nothing seems to fit the schedule of perceptive gaze. What happens when we kill the road ahead? What happens when all that is to be done has been done? Is there a where or a when as to encapsulate our attention?

Home is where the heart is.