I walk the path of light.
Say there are paths to walk. The end is always the same, that shadow lunatic weiding a anient grass cutting tool. but the paths themselfs are different. So many times we come to a cross road as we walk towards the end. So many different things we see. Different experiances different things we learn. We're trying to be the best we can. It's astounding when you can see somebody else walking along a path throught the clearing. The paths you're walking on are not the same at all, but you can understand them, execpt the path they're on, and continue on your own.
Just a thought I was having today. Thinking about how broad life is. Certainly not an original metaphor, that much is true, but one that kinda places everything in persective for you.
It's also nice when you can comment on the path you're on. I walk the path of light. But what does that mean? Path of light? Travis you afraid of the dark? Got your flash light plugged into the wall, er something? No it's just everything I tred upon, it has one thing in common. Light.
Well except knowledge of intelegance. If light here is a metaphor for knowledge, then I'm wearing shades. I want to heal people.
I really do.
But not heal them as in take out their broken lungs and give them new ones, no. I want to better people's lives just by talk to me. I want something I do daily to enrich people's lives. I want to offer them a pleasent outlook. I want to show them how they can smile. I want them to be okay with trusting strangers. I want to give free hugs! I want them to follow in the path of light.
When I look out and see somebody on the path of darkness I want to reach over, grab them, and let them join me! I want this path way to evolve into a highway!
But maybe not so, I want people to follow what I do sorta way. I'd like to make people happy. It's the person I've choosen to be. It's who I see inside me.
Or at least that's what I think it there. I've only got a peep hole inside me, not a grand viewing spectical. I was talking with my mom today, and she says that I haven't come into my own yet. I still don't know who I am. Or at least I haven't accepted it. Which makes me think I need to go on a journey or something. I need to be able to find out who I am. Or at very least accpet it, so that I can turn that energy outwards.
All I can say with certainty is that I am strange. Not to many people I know would choose to walk the path of light over the path of darkness.
Inspired. I suppose the word is. Inspired for what? I suppose I'm not to sure. Not my homework, that much is true. I bet there are other paths too that people walk. There has got to be some people out there who are walking the path of lemons. I betcha I could point those people out in a crowd. Ooo Ooo, or walking the path of clouds! That's kinda interesting to think about.
See, I really don't know much about myself. After three years of blogging I still haven't figured it out. Just the blog post suggests 2 parts emotional to 1 part funny. I'm pretty sure I can tack on 5 parts nerdy to that. Siiiiigh.
Wellllllllll-pah I'm sorry about the post about nothing. Kinda just felt like typing and not making sense! Pies. And i don't wanna upload a pictures so too bad.
-(oh a side note I'm gonna have to go through all my drafts of posts that I have and make an amusing post of all my unfinished half posts.)
~Travis out
