Walking The Paths Of Earth

I walk alone. There is no one before nor after me. This I have said as I gaze upon those who have come before me. It's not a show of historical import but one of contextual understanding. Ignorance, in it's glorified nature, seeks knowledge and as the dogs are let loose all hell breaks out. There is no pain and suffering in the same way that there are no victims. We are not all the same. As purpose drives us forward into that which lies beyond our knowledge we become one thing or another in jest. In fooling ourselves we fool no one.

As we try to placate our desires we become overrun with them. In chasing the tail the hunt becomes all important. When the game is over, all ceases. Or so it seems.

Life creates the adventure but even before that we bow down to our ways and means. Therefore nothing is surprising especially as we embrace every single aspect of that which we have created before us. Indeed, we are the masters of so much more than simply the projection we display before us. In lighting our path we follow with ease. In embracing our fortune, we fulfill our pleasures.

I suppose it's time to give yourself a pat on the back. Job well done!