Folded Thought of the Day:


"The movement of self-building individuality is . . . the 
becoming of the real world."

-- Hegel

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We're being drawn to conclusions.  Saddled with a set of 
expectations we never agreed to...drawn up at some brain 
storm session long ago -- whose fallout we now feel every 
day.  Walking through the mist that is our reality, never 
seeing the hollowed out spaces that we are always one step 
away from falling into.  

We are in danger as the storm draws nearer.  We are ill 
prepared for its sudden rush, its torrential downfall.  
There ain't gonna be no soft place to hit bottom.  You 
can dig it but you can't dig your way out.  

Drop and give me twenty.  Size up your enemy.  Get used 
to the feeling of uncertainty.  Cause everything you know 
has been spoon fed and you're starting to choke on it.  
Spitting up the bitter understanding.  

They gave us the answers to all the questions.  We can 
reel them off like performing animals.  Of course, some 
of the "better" breeds seem to have been privy to certain 
information that was kept from the others.  But that doesn't 
mean they won't ask the tough ones to everyone.  Gotta be 
fair...and someone's got to take the ride down that sliding 
scale.  Balancing our means to an end.  

Oh, what a difference a day can make.  Siphoning off the 
hours.  Dredging up a noteworthy attempt at a better way 
of life.  Battling all those demons, covering up the 
scars -- those self-inflicted wounds.  Refusing to embark 
on another lost journey.  

Strength giving way to knowledge...giving way to hope...of 
some memory of a better time yet to come.  

I will face my judgement.  Stand proud with all my incriminating 
bits of evidence.  To be judged so extensively on this earth 
must give one a certain amount of clemency...must give rise to 
feelings of remorse in the jury box.  I've got my pocketful 
of receipts.  Just in case they need to check my balance.  

Feeling the pain of the bandage-ripping ceremony.  Bowing 
down to one more set of beliefs.  A relative madness.  I'm 
wondering these days just what it takes to make a difference...
how much we all must stare down to free ourselves up.  


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