Things that Fly!

Fly Away

I can't think of anything meaniningful to write right now. You'll notice I'm still writing. I have a lot going through my mind. I feel like I'm sitting on this giant pile of sorted cards. Written on each card is a solution to a problem in my life, and each card is neatly in it's place. I feel exhasted, like I've had to sort all these cards on a windy day while sitting on them so they don't blow away, and I feel like someone has just come up to me and told me that I sorted the wrong stack or that stacks aren't allowed. I wish I could think of a better analogy.

It seems I'm frequently at odds with the different systems and cultural programs that I [That we all] let run my life. I guess I just have to stay positive, and maybe I should stop reading the books I do. I wonder at times if I would be content to simply sell-out my beliefs and values [Vision], if the influence of the culture surrounding me is powerful enough to completely brainwash me and make me forget that once I lived outside the box, and didn't need an expansionistic material mindset in order to survive.

This post belongs in my other blog...

posted by Rob and Lauren @ 10:53 PM