i typically don't ruthlessly steal from those who share in the craft but on this occasion i must give credit and due thanks to Sam Beam who contributed the title to this entry.
i go to places not normally visited, not always dark, not even foreign - this indicating a place just strange to me - i go places where people don't live and rarely venture to. if i could i would not go, alas, when my ship departs from port i, at times, have very little control over her.
i want even less control.
i want my hands off the rigging, i want the sails to fly, and me, this ships happy passenger, enjoying the voyage to unknown worlds. and though some of these worlds cause me woe, though there may be struggle, every night i retire and go to those other places where i am free.
what is freedom, what is truth?
food has flavor today, music has melody and harmony, art has vision, words have meaning - and so do i - so do you. and meaning has less to do with the internal self than we want to recognize or believe. the disease i have, in fact my whole life, has been about how i am feeling, how i am geared for me. i need to let go of more of that type of self centrism. don't get me wrong, a healthy inside, brain, heart, guts, is a good thing. it gets bad when self becomes the centre. so here i stand, a tad bit more away from the centre of what i know, it feels a little scary, a little naked, a little of a lot of things i don't feel. i didn't feel, maybe a smile that isn't about conning somebody is coming to my mouth.
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Maybe one day we will wake up and realize that we don't have to con anymore because the world is right again.
That would be a truly beautiful day.
Hey. Just wanted you to know you're in my prayers today (and pretty much every day). Not sure if that makes you feel awkward, but I'm guessing not, and I'm fairly certain if you had issues with it, you'd say something. Be well, brother. - Mel
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