Paul's Corner

Dear God

get fucked

Regards

Paul

At the end of my last post I said "I love the game". Well I read my last post and I have been thinking.... I actually hate the game, the games people play, the games deemed necessary to be a part of this thing called humanity or manufactured humanity or accepted humanity. I actually hate playing these games!! I love life, the curiousness of it all, the joy and wonder, the highs and the lows. The smells the feeling, the cacophony of all those people breathing, dreaming, wishing... I hate the games.

Life seems to be more about the game - how to play, how good at playing you are - life seems to have lost its shine to this form of bullshit that people, sadly think, is what it is all about.

Sad really!

Life hey? Whats important, what is not? The paths we take the signs we see the decisions we make. Always this endless quest to be right and not wrong. This great cloud hanging over our heads, this constant questioning did we do right or wrong, was it for better or worse?

The problem is we search constantly for an answer - more importantly the right answer. We seek to know the outcome before making the desicion. And in doing so we become fearful because maybe we were wrong, maybe we didnt get the best outcome, the best deal, do the right thing.

It's a mine field out there guys! there is no easy way - in fact show me some one living the easy way and I will point out to you that they are not actually living - they are avoiding, they are pretending, they are sadly fooling themselves.

Life is not cruel, we are. We are too hard on ourselves. We build these magnificant walls around us and then get pissed off because we cant jump them!??? Hello, why did we build them? To save ourselves from what?

From ourselves.

Weird isnt it, our own worst friend and our own best enemy.

My mood is not bleak, I have just had a stark reminder of the frailty of growing up. Of being a memeber of this universe, of forging our own way in a world that is always threatening to overwhelm us. Wether that world be that of a childs playground tiff or a war between two mad men, I must ask is there any diference.

no

the stakes are just as high but unfortunately more people get hurt in one of those scenarios.

Power plays go on every day. It is part of this game we call life. Frankly I love the game but do you think we could perhaps fix the rules? Might make the game more fun and dare I say it better.

Somehow we might just get it right.

surrender to the currents that sweep you away
and do thier will to you
for you have no control over them
nor where you are taken
or where you end up

this is called destiny

surrender to the power of this journey
and know
where ever you go
where ever you end up
everything is okay

this is called faith

surrender to the joys
this journey brings
and to the pains
for to endure both
with love

this is called living