In The Evening Of Our Unrest

As we progress down the road of our dreams we tend to envision one thing or another, all as a means to an end of course but always in furtherance of intent and purpose. Sometimes hidden, sometimes consciously adjusted according to our proclivities but here it is. Despite our 'best' efforts, there remains the basis upon which our lives rest. Building upon the foundational principals of existence we yearn with due diligence our way forward. There is always a 'way' forward is there not.

In the keeping of secrets we divine existence. And in the exploration of such we wander all over the place not only expecting but seeking an assurance that some new experience will find it's way to us. As it arrives we tend to the knock on the door and become... surprised.

As we face the mirror of our own existence we become lost in the gaze, the depth and breath of such we can only imagine, and we certainly do. As the flight of fancy takes hold we relish the ride.

Indeed.

We relish the ride.