The Web of Time April 28, 2019April 28, 2019 We are a travelers moving along a web of time within a mist we call life. We see with light given from somewhere, outside, within, in-between, seldom seen at best, reflected. We make decisions; where to go, how to get there, what to think and feel; assuming truths, affirming movement we’re not sure of, through space most often blindly. Life is like that; crossroads, turnings here or there, seconds late determines fate, returns returned again and once again returning to differing paths we navigate through endless toil, obliteration, sensory pleasures, death, fulfillment or broken hearts (to learn or not to learn (that is the question … !?)), wandering paths we roam through space unknown, face to face with those we think we love? We want to love but, is it love we crave more than the ones we may or may not love? For, don’t we give love to those we may not love at all? We drag through murky spaces, love’s truths obscured, half known half not knowing, unknowable, self importance, interfering combat, crackling static, white noise, huge space separating single spaces, seldom crystal clear. We take our chances. We make our choices. We fill our lives with dreams? Or are they fantasies? We self induce our misery. We thrive on living pain. And who’s to blame? Share this:TwitterLinkedInRedditPocketPinterestPrintEmailMoreFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related