I used to dwell in my thoughts.
They were such a lovely place.
I'd spend a day in music and the rantings of my mind.
Writing down whatever came, for pages and pages. Some of which made it upon the ramblings of this blog.
And I had so much to give.
Ya know. I believe a man's relationship with women commonly will be two sided. We can have true meaningful relationships with women and still see many of them as objects. Reducing them simply to thier sexuality. We have always been that way to some degree.
The sexuality of a woman can be so intimidating or simply preceed her to the point we forget or overlook that we are dealing with a human being with the faults of all the rest.
It's funny these days as I watch the traditions of man and woman hood become blurred I simply embrace that I am growing old and I am all too willing to move out of the way.
Looking ahead. I have more years behind me than ahead.
My body is well, but I see the changes. Still young enough, but time is pushing me forward faster.
And the world is changing.
But I embrace it.
My years are my pride. They have been good. I'm trying to enjoy all that lies ahead. Be it a day or 40 more years.
Not really sure about how long I wish to remain here. But resolved that the things out of my control will take care of themselves.
My ego is young.
My body is ancient beyond my comprehension.
And one with the world.
All that I am is one with the world.
As old as the universe.
Connected to the very essence of time and space it self.
A table was prepared and a brew made so that I and those like me could witness this.
A reality totally out of our control.
And just enough time to be, breath, and breed.
A blink in the vastness.
Overwhelming.
Like having sight but still being blind.
It is all too much to take in.
Or take with you.
To cope most will simply ignore all of THIS.
And just enjoy the day.
Until all the days are used up.
...........
And I suppose that's OK.
Whatever you gotta do.
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