Somethings we cannot recover, it is better just to let them go. And sometimes we can't muster the energy to change things we could change. We just sit in silent ambivalence and watch them pass.
This is beautifully penned. Jan
Makes me image an apocalypse in the happening sorta scene;
where we lose and when we lose the faith burrowed deep into our intangible being. Where spirituality is no longer a source, but the last resort.
Sad, really. I'd hate to be caught in that position.
Would one want to assimilate abilities that he perceived to be Godlike? Would he obtain a clearer vision in a realization of the futility of aspiration or would pragmatism and adamant tenacity afford him a better route. Furthermore, of the élan vital in evolutional principle, if this God does not yet exist if he could be said to of become out of……………Why must we say good by when it could be hello and good morning? Time and power are synonymous, a relatively positive dynamic integration, a coordinated interjection through time. In it's the problematic diversity matrix facts, or so my imagination's immaturity would have me believe. To be said ephemeral blossom for you on the manifest destiny of our intrinsic affinity with infiniteness. I guess in it was due yesterday might make corporeally preternatural sense, keep your chin up buckwheat!!