Feverish energy
Unbounded urges
All of life’s passion —
The raucousness of youth
The restlessness of hormones
The mind in daze
The heart on fire
The almost-touches, the almost-grazes
A glorious pot of burning gold
Bursting to swathe you, all over
In gold, in silver
In silver, and in gold;
Swimming in the glory
Never felt so good.
The floor has been set.
The music has been put on.
The participants await, in eager anticipation of the back-and-forth
Hoping to be sometimes playful,
Sometimes challenging.
An outstretched hand
A swirl and a twirl
Counting the other to be ready for the counter-move,
The one that’s necessary, for completion’s sake.
They look to inspire the best in each other,
And, if need be,
They’re quick to make up for one another.
You are merely a manifestation of life, of energy, of spirit. That’s all you really are.
You got three choices –
The world exists so that it can watch you giving yourself meaning and purpose. Nothing more. Nothing less.
Don’t ever take yourself too seriously or worry about every single thing you’ve done. Your decisions are more or less left to chance, and what you’ve made your mind up for, at the moment, is what you’ve made your mind up for. They weren’t anymore in your control than they had been.
We are but, merely, creatures of existence, with no sole or bigger purpose. We are all too small in the world. We can only make use of what existence has provided us with, and seek divinity and blessing in that. That is the ulterior purpose of life.
A Sight into My Psyche 