Escaping The Onslaught

What is the condition that your condition is in? Running back through time we look left and right at all the scenery which seemingly passes us by at great speed. As our heads spin in blurry confusion we seek, with great intent, a stable base upon which we may find firm footing. Looking out past the stars, we become enraptured with our own lazy summer's daydream. Where have we come and where are we to go?

Freedom, when it comes to our door step, never arrives as expected, it never perpetuates itself as some thing. It does not show itself in full dress as all externality means nothing. From an outside concept to internalization, it's progression can be tracked but means little in objective reality.