Chronicles of a HeadCase

The counter-effect of this exuberance is its ficticious understanding of yourself. So hypocritical in its voice that the justifications of its being, is so lost in the confusion of emotions and wants. Likewise, I am relieved but saddened by my release from grounding into the sands of reality. hmm.. what was i thinking? lol. Oh well, power has been passed on to the forces of nature yet again during this hurricane season. A fun ride with no little more than a spec of memory in the passing phase of acceptance and rejection. I will do what I do best but not let go of myself again, I’ve found him, why let him go? Yet, the past and the future beckons, that is the challenge of my fellow brothers and sisters… to live here… to live now and if they can’t, well, the best I can arrive at is living it for them and have a memorable story to pass on to our connected subconscious. However, before I finish, I must express my solemn condolences to the death of a dream. Please observe a moment of silence for what could have been and what will come to pass….