The Third Thought.

Friends means sharing; a brand name of love. It is a tie for all time, longer than the shadows we forget yet shorter and better than life, or for some longer, stronger. It balances you, with a pole in one hand and a rope in the other, you choose what to use it for. It is forever.

Do things look different when they’re seen through the sky? Maybe hills turn into oceans while rain-rimmed clouds turn their backs; chaos prospers blissfully with lack of a watchful eye. I’d like to hike the ocean while rain spills onto giggling hilltops.

Truth is the state of being in accord with reality. Reality is the state of things as they actually exist.  Existence means to have actual being. Being is conceptualizing objective or subjective aspects of your own reality. Your reality, therefore, is your truth - the lens through which you view your world. But some choose to filter that lens. They choose to cloud that image. Some mislead themselves and others to form their own twisted image from that altered reality. They are the small ones: the insignificant ones. Then at the same time, unfortunately enough, they are the majority. Leaving the few with clear perceptions led on, taken advantage of, and used. Over and over.

Sometimes we get lost waiting for things to happen in life. While waiting we miss the joy in our life and replace it with worry and doubt, disappointment and confusion. Waiting causes us to wish for a reality different than the one presenting itself. While waiting for what we want, we postpone engaging the moment at hand; the only reality available to us. Like most bad habits dying old, waiting is a vice grip on life causing us to miss what presents itself and deserves our full attention. So, why wait? Why lose ourselves? Why miss this reality? I will not. I do not. Not anymore. I am happy.