edge

and then something clicks

wisdom over innocence?
no point in yearning for a return to the days of old, but we can certainly learn to let go of thoughts, distorted and others, which hold us back and keep us in turmoil

what happens when we stop questioning when questioning was the primary tool of discovery?

questions about questions, like a dog chasing his tail

enough, enough

it's all about heart...need to strip away the artifice, cerebral constructs (mad scientists) which only lead us from one cul-de-sac to another

so, how to go back to HEART, without getting lost in the process

and that is where i'm at, the words
words are lacking
dissolving into a pool of emotions
and trying to get lost
in a good way
i love the feeling of being lost
with the edge of fear
and encroaching darkness which inevitably, inexorably leads to the light
edge