Timnath Serah (and what comes before)

Hero moments broken apart only temporarily by the strangest of circumstances.  Here and there, in the afternoon are the miracles of morning.  Much later in the day when the world ends and rest may come, someone finally figures out it was all a bad joke played out in someone's dream.  Happily, now, end the nicities of normal and the never knowing nothing of absolutely no one.  Why?  Then.  When? Because.  Who?  Never.  Why not?  Ask your mom.

I seem lost in the middle, caught in the dying yet yearning for the light.  It's so easy to live without living.  It's a piece of cake to just eat it and never mind trying to have it too.  What happened to the radical I wanted to be?  What happened to eliminating even the neutral from my life to be more His?  What's with all the mediocrity?  Embrace the pain, and it will no longer injure you.  Surrender to His will and you will be victorious.  Seek, and you will find?  What happened to becoming who I wanted to be?  Am I simply coming to realize it's not possible, simply accepting that my lofty ideals are simply that, lofty ideals, and are but a waste of time and energy trying to obtain... or is it more? or less?  More or less.  I was going to be somebody great once.  Where did I go?

 

posted by Lauren @ Wednesday, July 21, 2004