I have of late taken the view that no matter how rebellious, unconventional, non-conformist we would like to think ourselves, we are at some point always part of a similar grouping of people. We are never truly leaders, but followers. Followers, I prefer to refer to us as sheep; because at one point or another in our life we are all sheep. This is a place to express myself, vent my frustration with the sheepdom, and relieve my boredom. It is my therapy for all that contributes to my neurosis.
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Forward Ever
This feeling of distress can't be permanent, much like this inclement weather; it to will pass. The clouds of disappointment and defeat will break and the rays of hope and the prospect of a brighter day shine through.Yeah, falling is easy, it's the getting up part that sometimes proves difficult. But I don't like the view from down here - I'm meant to prosper, to be free, strong, determined like the fowl of the air. So, whatever it takes I will pick myself up, dust myself off and press on. The day is already looking brighter - I just need to change my view.
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