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Why.

Why does everything that exists, exist?

Everytime this why hits me I feel it. A spike of adrenaline, an inrushing surge of fear sense. My lizard-brain, limbic, fight or flight response has me scanning for exits; my fingernails digging furrows in my palms.

Why.

What is this place and why does it exist. Why are we here. Every why can be boiled down to those. They’re barely even questions anymore just nursery rhyme statements I scream to myself in the back of my thoughts.

Underlying every single word I say, all day, every day is WHY.

I have to know and I hate that I know I never will.

Within

True strength comes from within. It’s something you’re born with, something instinctual. The trials of your life will give you plenty of opportunity to unlock that strength.

Whether or not you rise to that challenge is purely your own choice. I firmly believe that.

Inside of each and every human being is the potential for greatness. As a species we tend to ignore this.

Fear, laziness, pure cussed apathy – just a few. We’re taught in school to sit quietly for eight hours a day and take directions. Do what we’re told. This is the prison that our global society has built for your mind.

You have the strength inside you to break free. Inside your mind is a key. Your key.

Use it.

Darkness

Everyone has a dark side, or perhaps a bit of darkness in their nature.

I imagine that I can see mine; coiled and waiting, filled with a latent energy. I can sense filmy tendrils of it, pulling on heart-strings; striking chords off of my very soul.

I always see things in terms of color in my mind. These tendrils are dark, filled with the red of rage and that deep purple of stayed frustration. They flow freely in rivers and streams, but (nearly) always contained by high banks and dams.

Sometimes these rivers run bank-full, droplets splashing over into the rest of my mind.

Sometimes a dam bursts.

Sometimes.

Saline

Breathe.

Just breathe.

It feels like forever since I’ve been able to stop and breathe and sort through my thoughts.

Imagine Dragons. New band I’ve been listening to. When I get home from work I sort through iTunes’s proffered musical treats and then I plug my brain into my iPhone and close my eyes.

Trying to breathe.

Free time, something I miss and wish
I had more of. Scratch that, something I wish I had any of.

This post has no flow to it whatsoever. I’m too tired to write most of the time lately – which is mightily frustrating for someone who can only process things properly by writing them down.

Salt water and sunshine so close I can taste the saline.

I’m running out of clever titles

I think I have too much to say, and never enough time to say it. I’ve got theories, like little stars – lighting up my mind.

So many ideas that I never talk about. I have never wondered why, until this very moment, 04:41 EST. 09/05/12.

Something new to think about anyway.

Everlasting Everest

Once again Everest haunts my dreams and taunts my waking mind.

I see the cloud cover on the peak, survey the blanket of fog and snow stretching for leagues in every direction. I can feel the freezing wind on my face and I always wake just as I leap from the summit and the currents carry me aloft.

Someday.

Write, you fools.

Finally, I have a solid plan for finishing this project.

So many other ideas have been pounding at the doors in my mind while I’ve floundered about trying to come up with a believable piece of storytelling.

I could hear them, singing outside my window each night, begging for their turns, for their stories to be told. Their cries became shrill and I had forced the chorus of their shrieking demands to become a sort of background chatter – that while growing dim at times – never fully quieted.

They can spared a bit of my attention now.