September 18, 2014 But why the fear? Youve done this a million times. You dont get it do you? Its not me whos done those things. Its the adventurer in me. Were two separate people; him and I. Im the romantic. I muse, I hope, I dream. He... he achieves. He does. He is. The yin and the yang. I get it. But why the fear? Because I cant comprehend as to how he gets it done. I have access to his memories; but they too are colored by my limited perception. I fear, cause even though its known, its workings remain unknown. And of course I fear the unknown. Then why submit to him? Cause I love him. His genesis is in me. He was born out of my need to escape reality. And did he escape reality? No. He changed it. He changed every bit of it and replaced it with everything that I did not think possible. So theres no need for him now is there then? If everything is done? Hes not in my control anymore. He does what he pleases. And it only seems fair that he must. And when is he in control of you? Every time I punch the throttle. He leads me to it. The moment I punch the throttle, is the moment he takes over. Even now I can hear him scream. What is he saying? To Yosemite. To Yosemite we must go. And will you? I have no choice. Tomorrow we ride. We ride three days. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- From Bombay to the Bay (Meanderings Of A Traveler Adopted by America)
Posted on: Fri, 19 Sep 2014 02:37:34 +0000
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