Friday

May 17th

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2 min readMay 17, 2024
Johannes Plenio

Life has been a whirlwind and a slow drip for me for the last seven years.

I am just now beginning to feel and process the loss and pain it has brought. I am also trying to understand and exercise the joy it is offering.

At a crossroads, I fear from where there is no return. A place I am afraid that no matter my choice, someone is hurt.

I believe it is where I must face my greatest insecurities and horrors.

Because the universe placed me here, expecting more than is possible from my little mind. Perhaps I am more than typical, and the expectation is justified.

That is but one curiosity about the earth and its inhabitants.

We base our evaluation on what we see, often blind to what is before us. What is truly available to us in this world we set limits on.

Based on the higher learning of others’ eyes and intellect.

What if I were to tell you that we are all co-creators?

Would you think me insane, or it blaspheme?

Or could you fathom that anything is possible?

I am not contesting that there is a price for everything, only that what you deem impossible may not be so.

What if what we “see” is a filter set by our mind and soul?

What truly “is” encompasses many timelines, destinations, and outcomes?

What “happens” is our unintended thought threshold because we know no better?

I know how farfetched it must sound to those heavily invested in our commonly viewed world.

Until a few months ago, I thought it was “out there” myself.

But I tell you, I’m no longer sure that what we “see” is all there “is” to this place.

First, I must “know” my intention before proceeding.

That brings us back to my crossroads and the cost of every action.

We must always take responsibility for our decisions.

Should you pass me by along the roadway as you coast along?

Know that I am deep in thought over the possibilities, costs, and outcomes of each choice that I may make.

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Men.21times@gmail.com

Patient of life, attempting to heal oneself by Quill. Transitioning from a profession of technology.