It’s not a clear path nor a chosen path, best described as clearing and forming with each step and tumble. I know that while its forming it seems all tiresome and at times pointless, yet I’m sure when I’ve reach one destination I’ll only remember good times. Few goals I have in mind thou I do not know how I’ll go about them but I’ll set down a plan, I read or heard once, that you have to write down your dream and devise the steps you need to follow to reach your goal. Well for a person who never follows a plan but likes setting up many, I think that it is just good advice. I believe in a planned out randomness and systematic disorganization, and above all working in manner that make no sense to others. For most my writing are gibberish at best, and my actions are very careless, and my speech is rather not thought through.
There is no chaos and no fate for me, for things happens because of me or another, one might not see an instigator of the movement but there is alway one. One doesn’t lose because they did not compete, and one doesn’t win because another did. At best we take our winnings and get out of the game or continue playing until another starts to win. So I suppose until you’ve won one u have no decision to make other than stay in the game
The wiseone says
“risk a little to win many, but never risk all to win many”
1 comment:
welcome back! you've been seriously missed both on the blog and reality. i do completely understand your randomness. i used to believe in plans once upon a time, but all i ever got was a disappointment after another for reasons beyond me, not in my hand, until i decided to never decide a thing again, or plan for that matter. so i salute chaos. i love this post, describes this weird phase of cluelessness that comes when a chapter ends...and another is about to begin, but where or how, god only knows!
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