we seesawed on sallow vines,
it gripping the crux of me
mid-swing,
pioneering through overcast intuition,
yet seemingly nearer to the light.
There are so many times that I base my reactions only on my own perspective, no matter how smart I think I am handling" it" and we're creating our own functionality. I'll have epiphanies at times when answers seem simple, and then it changes as if the light is always in my peripheral reach. We learn every day through new experience, but each of us experiences differently and has one's own interpretation, which is why it seems to me, that nothing is solid. Even scientific fact changes as the world moves on. It doesn't wait on others to finally notice, try as we might to keep up.
-just a scattered rant.