Sometimes, people come into our lives and our past experiences have either ill prepared us for there indomitable spirit, or worse, our past experiences have robbed us of the essential resources necessary to maintain our connection and sustain our growth with this new person.
Sometimes even, within the context of our very being, there exist a parallel world that seeks to connect and divide us neatly into little powerful copies of ourselves. Resource centers really, of what we will need up the road. Unfortunately, in our arrogance, or ignorance, we refuse to allow ourselves to be divided for the good, yet we are nevertheless divided.
Sometimes, I have had to say to someone who needs to hear it the least, sorry for this, but I am unable to continue with you, nor am I in a position to consider an alternative to removing you from my life.
Sometimes, this is because of who they want to be.
Sometimes, this is because of who they refuse to be.
Sometimes, this is because of who they chose to be with.
Sometimes, this is because of whom they have been with.
Sometimes, like this time right here, all I really have is the sense of a decision set in motion before my coming, because of my coming, that I can no longer undo alone.
Sometimes, like this time right here, all I really have is the vision of a beautiful tomorrow, denied, today.
Sometimes, like this time right here, all I really have is the need to care, seeking the vessel into which to pour out my continual ability to care, needing only to be cared for, and yet, seeing that not possibly coming into fruition!
Sometimes, like this time right here. all I really have is the thought for me, and for them: the best thing to do is smile! For Sometimes, just like each and every time before this one, the Wisconsin sun did indeed set beyond the plains of the unseen Dakotas, so why should today be any different.
I know, is there a question(s) contained in all of that? Honestly, I do not really know.Though I have a strong feeling I am about to find out!
About Me
- Edward Thomas
- More than just a Man, but also, a human being as well; Me, I'm just as often found @ the center of the struggle, but never as someones absent minded follower. True enough, I love my Mother, and though I'm eager to be perfect, I actually prefer to be nice, than have my own way! When asked, my closest friends would say that I am often in the company of the wind: The Wind(a dear friend of mine since birth) and I are often near and around you, and though, we're not always seen or felt near you, it's always better understood within you. Odd I know, but true nonetheless. True, not unlike the truth contained withing the thought of me flying would appear, but then again, when the wind wills, well, often I've awoken in strange places and had to patiently await his return, so as to get back home again. Luckily, he never lingers long, for it's hard enough explaining my discernment (of)to people. Imagine the after shock of a early morning phone call from Cleveland???
