Sometimes I wonder what’s going to save my life. Is it going to be someone, an ideal, a fact, or promise? I don’t know. If I did, I probably wouldn’t recognize it. My biggest fear is just that. It’s happened before. Not the obvious bullshit that you’re thinking. You don’t know me that well. I’ve given most of myself to the pursuit of truly understanding. Like wise, I’ve lost the same amount of time not caring, pandering. When is it going to come and by what means? Will it be recognizable? Yes or no? Most likely it will be neither of the two.
So, what’s the measure of concern? How can I know something should be a certain way but continue to miss out? Better yet, how do I keep missing out? What’s the common denominator? Is there one? I like to think there’s a miscalculation in one of Newton’s laws. But, why would that apply to me and how? That apple hit him on the head for a reason, right? Where’s my apple? Was it red when I liked Granny Smith greens? It couldn’t be, green is a base color. So is red? Damn it! Green with envy over missed opportunity. Any likelihood I missed? Not many. Few! Thanks to all that participated. It’s been fun.
