Ignis

There's just nothing you can do, is it?! The more you run, the closer it gets, the more you stand the more it comes, the more you blow, the more it grows.

It's just dealing with it, that's what it is and I just can't stop be flabbergasted by these little miracles of life that you always stumble upon on your very own road to nowhere. Just gotta smile and let yourself feel again, however difficult it may be sometimes, but then again what's the point otherwise?

There would be absolutely no point, is what I'm saying, if you don't let yourself feel again, no point in in it whatsoever. The fires are burning again, the flames are starting to give warmth, everything is dancing in the shadows but you're turned your back to the shadows.

Just light, light in your eyes, smoke maybe gets in there too but that is ridiculously inevitable and of no importance to the fact of fire.

Funny thing is, this time around I really don't want to see the world burn, not anymore. I just want to catch warmth by the fire, look deep inside the cinders and let myself dance like the flames, sway with warmth, relish in light. And burn, burn, burn...

Free Form

Click! You just get it and go, taking what you can, leaving what you can't take, looking for what you need, wandering. No map, no compass just the gut acting like your very own natural state of the art, sun-powered, organic, bio-degradable, high-tech, bio-engineered global positioning system.

Close your eyes, think of something, however stupid or foolish or imaginative or full of desire, and just go do it.

The more I see the more I know there simply are no rules you can't unwrite or re-interpret if you get rid of semantics and just choose to follow your gut. Don't need that? Don't get it! Don't want that?! Don't go for it! Don't!? Don't! Or do?!

Me, I have absolutely no clue - I can only think on an empty stomach, and I've found that when you're really finding yourself going a mile a minute, all you have to do is let digestion do its thing.

So I'm going about, wandering and using my gut as a divining rod and what I can say I have discovered to be true, for me anyways, is the fact that your deepest wishes and desires will somehow always be fulfilled even if you have to go through the gauntlet of universal humor. That in itself is inescapable, part of the whole trip and somehow mandatory.

Therefore, leave all this clusterfuckedness behind you, it's not worth it really.

Just put one foot in front of the other, smile, follow your gut and be on your guard. Oh! And remember to relax once in a while, you won't get the joke otherwise.