I open the door and step inside, Inside my head, and i find white light... I dont think so.. This is my life and this is as good as it gets, there are no seminars of self enlightenment that will help you, there is nothing static nor is there anything unique.. It is the same decaying society and its getting wasted every along with every second of this life that is defined by my worldly materialistic or scholastic achievement. All i have been trained to do all my life is adapt.... adapt to whatever it takes to survive. If your short of money, work. If your short of luck, make luck. If your clueless, get a fuckin clue.
Adaption is THE KEY TO SURVIVAL. Every bright second of this dark day is shook by winds of change, rattling the leaves of patience. Sometimes i feel iv'e lost my niche. I forget who i am, where i stand. Am i the same person who wakes up every morning to the same sun. Am i the guy who thanks all Gods for whatever they've given every morning. Am i the same happy-go-lucky cashier? Am i the over-charging evil guy who works at the store? Am i an irresponsible boyfriend? A true friend? A good lover? A brother? A son? A smoker? A Joker?
Who am i? Do i let myself go and just leave things, let the chips fall wherever. Do i let course of nature define me or do i decide what course my life takes?
How right am i about how things are going to be, Am i too optimistic or too pessimistic. Am i worried or am i just too laid back?
Do i let the nerd take over, do i let the grown up in me take over do i just live like a chameleon!
Everything doesn't need to have an answer, every road doesn't have a destination, no matter how pleasant the drive is. My nerves resonate with my thoughts and my voices start to echo in my own blank head, when i start trying to look for all answers...
maybe i should take it one at a time. Feels like am going in 'repeat'. Reasoning things sometimes is not the right way, just trust your instincts and oh! also what i tell....