I am a mile away from the essential conclusions provided by centuries of pilgrims
They taste the water when they are thirsty as though only provoked by their needs
And what conclusions can really be drawn
AND THAT IS DRAWN LITERALLY LIKE WATER FROM A WELL
When motive is the forefront of the journey
Is observation obsolete?
I have found myself drunk with sobriety
Hovering over nature
A vast river
Indiscretions forgotten in lue of dawn
I would not have volunteered for thid path
Though secretly longed for by chance
By silent dreams
I never considered this destination a reality
And where will I go now that I have gotten here
What a brave chap I consider myself to have becomr
Deciding on a version of life that has repeatedly gone awry
yet this time, I have progressed
And yet thid time
In a parallel of every failed attempt at life
I am embarking on a settlement rooted witj really very
Foundationally strong roots
And I thank you all
All of you
For attending but for a moment
This successful embarkment
Of my divine ideal
There are some typos through out the write, but those are easily spotted and fixed when you have a minute.
Journeys, Sometimes we think it's all about the motive and forget the value of observation, only to complete a journey, look back, and wish we had paid more attention.
Progress--well moving in a forwardly direction in life has its own rewards even if life feels like "Groundhog Day" on loop.