Lost in an ocean of thoughts, these waves my only company
Drawing near to the horizon of doubt and uncertainty
Treading through these waters, unsure of the dangers beneath or ahead
Moving blindly through, undeterred by fear, not unfettered from reality
Holding on to the buoy of discretion, keeping afloat, riding out these waves
The highs, the lows, the calm of plateaus, foreboding calm before tumultuous storms
Teetering on swells of emotions, and whirlpools of discontent
Navigating through these not so unfamiliar waters, waves breaking, but not breaking me down
Charting this course, narrowly escaping obstacles crossing my path
Not so alone on this journey, unafraid of being lost on this ocean
These waves and my thoughts my only company
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.
Friday, July 6, 2012
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