I was told not to venture too far! (As if I was "supposed" to do as I was told, I said to myself.) But the matters are not within the details...but within the margin that exercises ALL believes about such a trip down a path your meant to go as far as your little ("wishful thinking") can take you that far! However, you aren't supposed to venture that far, (I said too myself) again, reminded of what they simply told me. That it was safer to take the path at which had more better structured limits! Better structured limits that were enacted under the ruling nature of a commanding authority! One that I (under NO circumstances) could pace myself against not to obstruct! I was young...and essentially alone in the world! That's why I broke the limitations they simply gave me.... So I could pave my own route for a path of my own choosing. Something that (if lucky enough) I could push past the limitations of that very path (by hindering the very trail markers that were some type of barrier that weren't aloud to go...ANY FURTHER)! I ignored their rules and carried on my own way (that I thought was best). Because if I just simply walked past the limitations with courage in my steps and the dignity in my own will to simply defy those very rules... Then truthfully...I was entirely unstoppable! That's why I trusted in my very gut that whichever lie at the end of the path full of limitations enacted upon the nature of a commanding authority.... That's where I'd find myself. By looking ahead of such rules and limitations, I could (essentially speaking) find where I truly belonged in the world. Not to be afraid of any such rule (since it was now of my very making)! NO ONE ELSE'S!!! Then at the end of my journey... I would know what it's like not to be alone in the world...anymore. PS... That very wishful thinking of mine...had now transcended!
Taking routes for a (as yet) unpaved path wasn't as "risky" as one would make it out to be...at first. Just trust in your own guidance to help you stride onward and upward!
There is a lonely shadow that Roams the street at night in search of her Body, but she can’t, for it is buried under The earth without any intention to leave Its new humble abode; and it dwells there In peace, and in sorties the ants looking For pieces to steal and to bring to the Queen; but the Shadow still wanders and Travels the earth; the beginning of time She beheld , and of the end she will be the Observant; th’ immortal and the most Docile servant; and no one to talk to and No one to speak with; so she trails ever Onward; with no sense and no purpose, With no one to back her or lend helping a Hand; so she strides and she cries with no Hope for an end
Venture to the north The peace in the east The land in pieces Going to small places The pink and blue town huge marvelous palaces On foot for days The sand and mud stays at the back of shoes The path left ahead is beautiful But am I ready to face the shine Where to draw the fine line
Sailing slow on tan sands. Knowing this is nowhere. But everywhere next to me. To keep me company. Parade fires in a phantom night. Crowned love beating all. Only act existing. Guitars. Drums wailing proudly. Mountains greeting the stars. With shelter under swaying pines. Lasting only for the night. Only for the night.