In the thinking mind, there should be much confusion to this life of reality and illusion. In sleep, we dream and nightmare in mind, then wake up to find, it was only a dream or a monster nightmare scream. In reality we are joyed by facinations of existence, then terrorized by events of pestilence. Everywhere in life there is terror, all at the same time there is joy. We can go from complete joy, to the broken toy, in a matter of seconds life can destroy.

As I deal with my own error, I acknowledge lifes terror. I am here, part of this fascinating world and universe. I am there, a place of safety and solitude, covering my heart and soul. Keeping myself out of lifes extremely cold. Still I freeze, fall to my knees in exploration, exploring my mind for answers of relief. There is facination in mind and belief. What do I believe? I believe we are in a world of toilet bowl mess. Then there is the contradiction, at the same time this I confess. If you missed this trip in reality, you missed the voyage of a life time in totality.

So as I explore on in existence, I realize my weaknesses, and cover them with my strengths. Just how strong we are, could be determined on how easy we fall ajar. This life was meant to break us. So I stand broken to rebuild even stronger. As I exist in my fort of strength, I prepare to exist as long as I possibly can in length. Being a man of faith, I walk with the creator in my path. Not because I am a man of religious fortitude, but because wisdom dictates this in attitude. I reserve my right to direct my own latitude. Direct my own operating mode.

There is much joy in the negativity of life. There is much sadness in the positivity of life. Once maturity and positivity take a strong hold, the true story will unfold. No matter how the movie plays out, a true vision will come about. The eyes will open wide, and still you may want to go hide. It's call facing up, No matter how good or corrupt.

Once one learns the value of a second of time, life will ring its chime. A second on the clock, tick tock is the building block to joy. Seconds may mark short episodes, but when totaled, they may paint a picture long as a country road. Right now I am counting seconds of joy and feeling good. Oh, I suffered during yesterday, especially to earn my pay, but this is a new day. This day is about to start, my count makes its play in part.

Life is truly a wonder but at times not so wonderful. It is a blessing to be a part of a wonder.

G