Tuesday, January 13, 2015

Personal Rant

Slowly I crawl to destination.  A destination.   Not the final one, for there really isn't on, is there?  Or am I wrong?  It's just that I may never want to arrive at that potential final destination.

I am so tired.  How long will I be able to travel the unlit, winding mountain road whilst half asleep from an exhausting day?

But a crash is not what I see.  I see a trial by fire, then a road to superstardom, then I will be led through The Gate after a traumatic event. . .down the road.

So thin be The Veil.

And how long must I wait to get the answer to The Riddle of She?