timmytoe

I have before me path. It's a path of ease, yet I stray from it often. Perhaps out of boredom, perhaps I crave the challenge, or perhaps I'm afraid that once I get to the end, I won't find what I'm looking for. So I stray from the path to find answers, to search, to discover that which is not written for me. To seek out what fate deems unnecessary and fruitless. I forget though, that it was I who chose this path, and yet I stray from it. Perhaps I chose a path to be easy strayed from on purpose, for maybe it's not a path I seek, but the dense wood, rock, and stream that is so difficult to get over, around and across. So I chose the hardest obstacles to bear, and once conquering them seams eminent, I disengage, for if I am able to conquer such a thing within an inch of my life, I don't think it's worth the effort. It's not a real obstacle if it doesn't take your whole life to conquer. I want to climb everest, and ascend to the moon, I want to look god in the face and call him a bitch for not making anything worthy to stop me.... But it's all a lie, I can't conquer shit if I don't actually do so. God will laugh in my face and say, "every obstacle I placed before you, has retired you from your path. You have done nothing but run, your whole life. And thus, you are stopped. Stopped from ever truly conquering a damn thing. You are the bitch my son."..... Haha, and then I'll cry lol. What an epic tale.